The Father of my children..

I did promise you a poet this week, didn't I?
Make una no vex..
Should have posted this yesterday..
But yesterday was.. Hmm.. Let's just call it a blog post for another day..

I present to you, Oluwatoyin..
Personally, I've always been impressed with her writing style..
She has a way of making otherwise complex issues quite simple..

Enjoy..
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I hate it
When he comes home late
Reeking, reeking rum
Hanging his jacket by the door
Throwing his smelly stockings on the floor

I hate it when he grabs my waist
Rubbing his rough chin on my tears
"Give me a kiss will ya?"
All I see are green veins
Swimming in his eyes like eels

Such slothfulness
He wouldn't even buy me flowers
Even when I bore him three angels
Sometimes I wonder how we did it
-how I did it
How my angels were conceived

Did I love him then?
I cannot remember.
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Please click here to visit Oluwatoyin's blog, to show her some love..

Next week, another guest blogger..
I nearly shed a tear when I read her post..
Then I got angry.. Then I felt empathy..

It'll be interesting to see everyone else's reaction to it..

Enjoy the rest of the week, beautiful people!!!!