I hate saying This

How well do I get to enjoy the fruit of your love
Because I feel your denial
That I no longer exist in your world
And you’ve given me a tirade jabbering
Whenever I need some unconditional warmth from you?

We vowed with agility and determination
To put on blinders and race to the end of our earthly sojourn
But it seems my exhaustion
Has led to your limping ego and reserved ego

I try to stand up and join in the track
But my little and fragile legs betray me
I still feel the strength
Though dampened by your kicks and blows

Now I fear the worst is likely
And my heart is in denial,
For yours stopped living and loving a go!

© mburu kamau 2009