A PERFECT PERSONIFICATION
OF LIFE
-
Ndaba Sibanda (Zimbabwe)
Poetry knows
how to personify
objects, so
that readers ,perhaps
end up
reading about rubbish bins
that
protested and pronounced
that they
would no longer put
up with the
bulk of foul crap!
Fancy a
typically still and smelly bin
putting a
lid on itself and stating:
I`ve been taking this kind of trash
for too long, but guess what?
I`m done with swallowing junk
from you, I`m jumping ship,
and embracing cleanliness!
A shocked
jersey dodged and ducked
a 12 year
old boy who was trying
to tuckinto
it, he had last worn
the outfit
when he was just four:
The sweater
didn’t mince its words:
I don’t take kindly to careless
chaps
who don’t see that they`ve grown.
Don’t stretch my patience thin,
or else I`ll snap into shards now!
I once
marveled at lively marionettes
who danced
the popular kizomba
dance style
with an adeptness
and a
suppleness that mentally
transported
me to Angola. Suffice
to say I
ended up thinking aloud:
these fabulous finger-puppets kill
it
and voyage with me to … Luanda!
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