November 23, 2020

 

'What Have You Brought Us'

 
 
 

'What Have You Brought Us'

She chants from the pavements
She is not a beggar
She is the queen of the black market
Her head is adorned with a white doek
She has more currency than the World Bank
She is more powerful than a graduate
The rate is dictated by her mood
They envy her trade
They envy her dominion
She has no office
The pavements are her office
She is her own pay master
Her pay slip is engraved in her heart
Her skin glows in the city sun
Her bosom is round and warm
where powerful currencies are shoved
In her business there is no room for negotiations
It's a take or leave it.






Article © Banqobile Virginia Dakamela. All rights reserved.
Published on 2020-10-12
Image(s) are public domain.


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