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May 2014
He came and took me from my village home,
Promising my mother that he has city job,
Which he was to give me when I join him,
To the city, the city of Lodwar in the north of Kenya,
He left his two wives at the village, we said by to them,
Inspite of their spiteful look at me, I was spirited enough,
To come to the city with their rich husband, my master,
We reached his city house in early night, which bamboozled me
With it spaciousness which matched full size of my father’s land,
I wondered why he lived alone in such a humongous vessel,
He dumped me there and went away, demanding me to clean
Each and everything plus the house itself, to maximum perfection,
I cleaned enjoyfully as I stole and pocketed various items novel to me,
I kept them in my pockets, in guest to surprise my brother with them,
In case God will allow me time to go back to my village home,
He came in the evening in a company of two middle aged women,
They were both brown, wearing long hair and soft in flesh of their skin
They were riotous and prodigal in character, like lazy women at home,
They broke into riotous cackles on each eventuality, however silly,
The three of them reeked sharp stench of alcohol like a brewery,
They all shamelessly undressed in the sitting room where I was,
Sleeping on time-worn couches under a light bed-cover,
They pushed one another away to the inner chamber,
Whispering something; *******! *******! *******!
They chased away my sleep with their sharp screams,
That came from the inner chamber as if war was there,
Scream and screams kept on coming; I was tempted to scream also,
Screams were regularly intervened with β€˜kiss my *******’ statement,
Then my master and one of the wenches appeared from the bedroom,
Rolling on the ground like the black snakes, twined into one another,
Their mouths fixed into one another as if they were Siemens twins
Born with inseparable flesh of their lips, they released some soft screams
They crashed everything on their way, they settled right at my couch,
From where they screamed loudly and madly for seconds
Then they both went silent breathing loudly in deep slumbers.
Alexander K Opicho
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Alexander K Opicho  Kenya
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