A Nuncle At Home
Harmony had governed the home
Kisses and hugs bloomed in their life
Trust abounded with his wife
Before an nuncle came home
Tsunami broke into the home
The day became the evening
Things changed causing screaming
For an nuncle visited home
He was namesake to her uncle
As he came from wandering
Met juice home, unknown juice
Infected juice he brought
He brought juice to his honey
That damaged the man’s love
Love fled away, honey became bitter
Appalling regret the nuncle caused
Openness and truthfulness
Build trust between lovers
Liars do so for a selfish reason
An nuncle is never an uncle
Poem by Mugisho N Theophile
|