When I close my eyes
Reminiscence of battles
Breast-fed into full grown war
My mind gnaws over serene soldiers
Cultivated in fields of blooded embryo
Sentinel parenting fear to wombs destined
Cavalier commandos preaching victory
Victory to a lost course
When I close my eyes
Sapient politicians as imps
Alert to a wiping from abusive fathers
Zenith pointing hypocrite to innocence
Sub-humanizing parentage nations
As coquettes teem words of desire
Unto derelict shadows on the wall
Once lovable to bygone corps
Conspirators like hungry dogs
Slick for residues of an assassinated Caesar
Noblemen turn their backs
Claiming blindness to a sea of natives
Whom their heroic son lays in a pool of shame
When I close my eyes
Enigmatic moles lead the blind
Pardoned thugs return to the night
Divine men devise division to demise
Clergymen preach dead words
Reformed communities dance joyously to poverty
Dethroned tears scorch the unborn
When I close my eyes
Tribal wars are a remunerative order
Bosomy mothers plough plagued desert plains
Defeated compatriots shovel for bones
Where paeans are pedestals to penury
When I close my eyes
My eyes are detrimental windows
The vilification my eyes communicates
Is worthy not a whinge
If a simple gesture as closing my eyes
Unveils mutinous ruthlessness
Imagine what ordeal it is, opening
My eyes
By Linda Sakazi Thwala
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