Poems by Ndaba Sibanda (Zimbabwe)
Published in The Ofi Press issue 49
House Number 12 Foot Street
With the informer`s tiny paper
In hand she wondered whether
It was a good idea to prove it all
She recalled the adage that says:
If one climbs up some mountain
In search of baboons one should
Not be shell-shocked to see them
She walked along the winding path
As if she had accepted its bends and gall
When she arrived at House Number 12 FS
There he was ...having some little delicious breakfast
It galled her to see that the snatcher was below her class
Lost for words…a fearless fire consumed her heart and head
Upon catching the cat out
Madly mewing and lapping
On the stolen milk in an exotic jar
Do you lunge for the misguided cat?
Is there a catharsis in strangling it wildly?
Would you lose your mind and sleep over it?
Ndaba Sibanda is a passionate author whose works of art have been featured in several international anthologies, magazines and journals. He is the author of Love O`clock and The Dead Must Be Sobbing. He has co-authored more than twenty-five published books.
Image: "Little Happiness" by Farhad Sadykov.