The gribble's grumbles

I waited up for you, all last night
with legs crossed, holding teddy tight.
Tears poured, my heart was sore
Your abandoning footprints across the floor.

Another stranger who I call mister,
carrying my starving little sister.
His love came from the wait below
his fist is the only face I know.

Tending fields of rice I am stuck,
returning home I’m forced to fuck.
If I’m not pleasure enough, my body is beat
My stomach screeches to find something to eat.

Mamma, why did you leave after the raids?
The only memory I have of you is aids.
These days I’m quick to tire
my back is scorched by the sun’s fire.

I lie my body under many men,
being implored time and time again.
I’ve lost lives, in fact I’ve lost three –
the mother of those lives was me.

I pray to God this illness take me,
I’ve heard his angels are blessed with purity.
Maybe, Mamma, we can be reunited there
Me, you and my teddy bear.