Stha`s Chosen Dilemma

by Ndaba Sibanda

 

Stha says you expect me to be your lover
And keep you company, keep you happy.
But you treat me like a collapsible chair!
A chair you slump onto when there`s no softer one.

I want you to hold me in public every time –
not just when you’re tired of her
or when she’s not around
and you tiptoe to me.

Like a camp chair, you collapse me into everything:
cousin, neighbor, school mate, study mate, even spiritual sister –
depending on who we bump and where.
But when I tell other people we are chameleons,
they have no sympathy for me;
they don`t see why I cannot keep you out my life.

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