The Audacity of Grief

The Audacity of Grief

written by: Natasha Nsemiwe

Fine
Death is the most lustful man I have ever met
Factually speaking, he doesn’t really have a type
Ripe for deity judgment or not, he’s interested
With little or no seduction processed, he becomes one’s defeat
To see our loved ones break ties with life is all he lives for

His wife, grief, cursed be the day of her birth, makes him look like a saint
She exhumes the processions of your peace atop the tides of sleep rejecting you
Smuggling doubts of God’s love into the sanctuary of your mind
Defiling you with heartbreak, regret, guilt and a web of confusion

For some, these emotions are heightened with time unlike the cliché of time heals all wounds
She is that tenant you cannot evict
Almost always, she is tattooed on you until you kiss life goodbye

Prior to that, you are furnished with loneliness as a finish off
Not that she is that ruthless but probably because the hands of her mercy are tied

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Natasha Nsemiwe

Natasha Nsemiwe was born on the 12th of March. She loves reading and writing. She has always been encouraged to read by her older brother and mother but only started writing in secondary school. Ever since she has written poems that explore diverse themes such as gender-based violence, grief, addiction, infidelity, failure, patriotism among others. Her works have appeared in a blog called Hazel Online and The Cultivated Fool. She is a committee member for Writers Space Africa Zambia Chapter. She is a recent graduate of clinical medicine. When she is not writing, she is watching movies.

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