Just Do This For Me And You Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

Just Do This For Me And You



Just the just of what life is about,
Read from the bible of the queens of
Thunder should tell us to turn the page.

There's a picture of you, you have never
seen. It is you coming into yourself o
and out of yourself. The king you are
may decide not to read the bible of Queens
and call it the tabloid.

I tell you, I tell you, to swim with the
fish, you must have fins. Gills alone will
not do it. Call me the queen of the Jezebels, for I beg no king when I stand on this truth of the Madonna.

They say C leopard died in Alexandria, but
I want to swear I have not come to claim her. I speak just the hist of what is your truth.

Hidden way inside this rock hard belly of
mine is a story hard to tell. You messed up when you failed to close the door after
your exit. The scene ended. The crown was
on my head. You started to walk and put a halo on your little head.

It grew like a melon, all soft and sweet.
When it became full if the remnants from
the sweat of life, I cannot tell. Now you
scratch the earth and call for equality,
when did it leave your little hands.

Were you not the free little person who
walked on rocky isles and laughed on
escalators with me?

Son of thunder, rumble for me. I know the
voice and can tell the growl of the lion.
You were born when the newborns to rule the pack were called forth.

I heard the shaking of the earth. It rocked my insides. I gave you up when I
wanted to hold on to you. Kings should
never be born in a hurry for they will mess up the earth.

Tell me you have not done as I see.
Tell me we had no agreements. What happened. I will have to answer for
your prison record.

This story cannot be rewritten for the
eraser melted with the stew called life.
Up and out the truth went. It was in tatters like this. I did my duty. I prayed
and the marks and underlining are there
in the bible of queens. The book left me
out because they did not mark my resting
place with a cross. Do that for me. Look
after the truth. It will look after you
and search for you like I do.
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Monday, September 4, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life,love,sons
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