KONONGO KAYA

MAN

............. I don't love you any more
you've grown too fat
I don't like your hairstyle
... it looks like the back of a rat

MAN

............I don't love you any more
You are so boring
Its easier talking to a stranger
early in the morning

MAN

............I don't love you any more
you snore when you sleep
Even the food your cook
will make a starving man weep

WOMAN

...........I know you don't love me
so I will make a move
to find myself someone
who will get me in the groove

WOMAN

.............I know you don't love me
I don't love you either
I'll make my way today
to where the grass is greener

STRANGER

........I love you Woman,
would you be with me
I like the way you are full bodied
no thin girl has turned my head
nor made me feel so wanted

STRANGER.

.........I love you Woman
your hair is so pretty
I love the way you talk
and make my heart go flitty

MAN

...........WHERE ARE YOU WOMAN

You are mine

I love you I love you I love you
don't leave me for him
You can snore all you want
Your hair is the best
your body so nice and plump

WOMAN

.............GOODBYE KONONGO KAYA
You only want me because he wants me
You say you love me
but he loves me better
maybe next time you meet a Woman
you'll treasure her
and treat her better

(c) Mariska Taylor-Darko 2011

INNER SELF

Searching,

What am I?

Who am I?

Why am I?

Searching.

Created by the Omnipotent

I decided by I AM

Before the beginning of time

Created from no copy

The Mystical Magical Omnipotent

Chose me

Is She in me –?

I am in Her image because I am female

But is there a gender for Omnipotent?

The all powerful,

All seeing,

All understanding knows

Why?

What?

And who I am

But I am still searching

I try to live like my master original

To be good,

Kind,

Loving

Understanding,

Spiritual

And concerned about my other companions

Who are also created by the Omnipotent

Linking us like the bees to the pollen in the flowers

Like the streams link to the rivers that join into the sea.

Searching

My spirit hovers at night searching for answers as to who I am,

Why I am and what I am.

One day I will know

When I go to see the Omnipotent

Who will tell me why I was,

What I was and

Who I became

(c) Mariska Taylor-Darko 2011