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Tuesday 25 June 2013

Yesterday


By Pius Nyondo
 
 
Yesterday, like an angel,
I soared over and above the skies;
Singing- dancing off my fears.
Yesterday, I tell you, I sinned,
Not even once. Yes, with my hand,
I committed the Sin of Onan.
It was not sin: I avoided an unwanted pregnancy,
STDs, HIV/AIDS, the after-the-deed guilt.
 
 
Yesterday, I learnt-from a
good Bollywood movie- that,
It is nature for life,
To begin with murder.
That, not even riders of aristocratic automobiles,
Know what the future holds.
Yesterday, as I cogitated, I realised
That we are not immortals but mortals.
I found out that, whether one likes it or not,
This is Earth, not Mars.
 
 
Yesterday, I realised that,
She goofed several times, many times.
She lied, did the same things she,
Vehemently spoke in opposition to.
Yesterday, through her, I learnt that,
Too much power corrupts too much.
 
 
Yesterday, believe you me,
I became a philosopher.