I am a soft flower
A pink bud
Plush petals
Covered in gentle dew
Under a blue sky
Little wisps of clouds
Fly by
Chased by the gentle cool wind
You are harsh
Like an emotion
Like a story
Told around the bonfire of Ananse and his antics
I absorb your negativity
Shocked, I find you ridiculous
You wound yourself
And in your wounding
Wounding me
I have been dreaming of rescues
By a prince who comes to kiss me
And you have been dreaming
Of dominating and tapping that
Adding notches to your bedpost
To show your bedfellows
Your proud scores
We are both stupid.
Rosaline Johnson is a poet, singer and law graduate from Sierra Leone.