I am the Rape – Dambudzo Marechera
I am the rape
Marked on the map
The unpredictable savage
Set out on the page
The obsequious labourer
Who will never be emperor
My hips have rhythm
My lips an anthem
My arms a reckoning
My feet flight
My eyes black sunlight
My hair dreadlocks
Sit on this truth out at sea
Hit the shit when you go out to tea
Don’t want to hear what ears hear
Don’t want to see what eyes see
Your white body writhing underneath
All the centuries of my wayward fear
Goodness is not ground out of a stone
evil neither. men gnaw their chicken bones
Know that the electric shocks that seized my testicles
Which now you eat with lips of a sunrise
Your white body writhing underneath
All the centuries of my wayward fear.