That evening as the sun sets down
To the western side, I sat under
The vine tree to watch its beautiful amber.
Its slow and sencere and calculated
Movement made me smile.
The whirling wind touched
The helm of my short mini skirt
Making the sleeves of my blouse dance.
I loved to watch the sun set,
The colours from the bright amber,
Deamly disappeared into the
Unknown distance of the skies.
The broad smile on my face slowly
Turned into a grin and I was wishing
It could stay a little longer.
Who can stop the sun from setting?
Who can turn the hands of time?
A stranger within
She walked straight to my sitting place.
I covered the book I was reading and looked
I wasn't expecting a visitor
For it was almost late at night
And a stranger had popped into my home.
"Where is Johnny?"
Her question to the familiar name,
Made my eyebrows touch the invisible air.
I was familiar with the name
But not the stranger who never
Cared to pass a greeting to accompany
My untimely setting sun.
Like she had visited the home before
Made her way towards my house.
Standing to go after her,
She makes quick strides
Briskly waving her feet off the ground.
And I answered her in trembling voice
Choking my throat with the little saliva left
"Good evening mum. In the house"
He walks steadily down the stairs,
With a smile he welcomes her in
The house quite like a tomb in Egypt.
And I looked like the stranger
In my own house.
Giggling and smiling
They walk upstairs,
Not allowed to ask who she is,
And the tears of rain touch mine eyes
Wishing the sun could set with me.
Up the stairs I steadily climb ,
To rush the time I wish to be still.
But my Johnny shuts me out
"What do you want!"
Falling week in trembles I go down the stairs,
Counting them as a nursery school girl.
I burn bitter inside for am shut outside.
My feelings can't believe it.
Quickly I tire and walk upstairs.
A knock at the door,
Makes my heart skip a beat.
And I call in slow sweet voice
Filled with sorrow waiting for the worse.
The sound of showers drop from the bathroom
And I know what has happened there.
With the courage of a lioness,
I feel my cubs have been attacked.
Ready to pounce I walk towards the bathroom
And the two in shock watch in disbelief.
I hold her hair and out of the tab I pull her
Dragging her on the floor,
She screams for help .
Her Johnny runs to the bedroom
Locking himself in.
Trying to force him open the door,
My strength goes to waste.
I turn around and there stands the stranger.
Her hands hold my kitchen knife steadily,
In fear I take off for my safety,
She comes after me furious.
I run holding my tummy,
I don't want to lose the baby I am expecting.
She does not stop coming after me
Her speed turns into a deer's.
The Golden Horses
I seek refuge at a nearby school
And find my former school mates.
They hide me from her .
She looks for me earnestly.
They fight her and take the weapon
Throwing it through the window.
I fear her still,
For she looks like a devil incarnate.
My friends guide me to a safe place.
I see myself holding my baby on
Walking towards the grand safety entrance,
I see a huge crowd of people.
The royal golden horses pave way to my entry,
I feel fear and safe at the same time.
One of the horses stops at my feeble feet,
Looking at me in the eyes.
I look back at it,
Its stare assures me that I am safe.
I walk into the place feeling happy.
I turn around only to find myself holding
My chest smiling.
It was a sweet sorrowful dream,
For I saw a golden horse.
A lifetime reality in a dream.
© 2020 Millicent Okello