POETIC FRIDAY: MY BELOVED

By Caetry  Carole Nyabeta

MY BELOVED.

Dance for me, my beloved,
With the rhythm of thine flag,
Bestow upon me thy charm,
Embedded in your colors of identity,
Oh my beloved!

Dance with me…
For me, and with me, she danced,
Whirling in a tornado of cries,
Awakening seemingly settled dusts,
The good people, the bad truths, the ugly realities,
Oh my beloved,
Trample with me…

Trample with me, my beloved,
Crushing the borders of class,
Join my tango,
From capitalistic arguments we untangle,
Look down upon the floor not,
Oh my beloved!
Trudge to me…

Trudge to me, my beloved,
Caress me with your jolly pretty smile,
Worth a thousand rays of sun,
Penetrate through the darkness of impunity,
Light up the corruption of morals,
Oh my beloved!
Sing to me…

Sing to me, my beloved,
With thine voice that condemneth injustice,
Grace me with your pure vocals,
Sounding the alarm for undermined truths,
disregarded fairness,
Oh my beloved!
Dance with me…

Dance with me, my beloved,
To the rhythm of new found truths,
Wave your elegantly colored skin to the flawless
diversity
Sway our bodies to the ululations of served justice,
Oh my beloved,
For we are one,
Dance with me.