Sister, sister

November 15, 2008 by Emmanuel Sigauke ·
Filed under: Books & literature, Poetry 

 

They tried VaRungu’s medicine,

gave her herbs crushed into powder, mixed with water.

They boiled bark, roots and leaves,

cooked smooth rocks of Runde

in salted and peppered water

and made her drink the broth;

they lugged sacks of nameless

minute bones from Binga diviners,

sprayed salted holy water from ZCC prophets.

But no shrub stirred in Mazvihwa; no pumpkins budded,

only zero dreams of crackling cries piercing dawn

as the possesed winds of Muringi and Madzvovera

wailed and scraped clean

the road to divorce and disaster.

 

© Emmanuel Sigauke 2008

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