Sorrow deep to the bone
I do not know which is more painful To love and to lose To love and not be loved back Or not be a man anymore He said Silenced by his tone and the weight of his words I gave him my ear I am one among few who dare tell such a story One of many who face blows day in day out Blows on my head, blows on back, kicks on my legs You will not believe but she even held a knife Right to my balls! Screaming and asking, Who is the man?... Who is the man? She lifted me up and threw me on the ground, outside For all to see this disgusting fight Then, She laughed … celebrating her victory Amongst cheers from the female neighbors Men around embarrassed on my behalf Clicking and disgusted, shaking their heads in disbelief And they asked Huyu ni mwanaume kweli? They asked if I was a man! They say that love is blind… all this while I was blinded I don’t know why I stayed! Don’t ask me why I stayed… I accepted each apology, if she apologized Cover up the bruises, until she t...