Devine
Like a titan,
He walked up to me,
Eyes on me like an eagle eyeing its prey,
The handshake firm and yet smooth
His voice rythmatic like the grand harp played in Rwot’s court yard
Yet piercing like the obiya by the lake.
Dumb folded I stood smiling like a dummy
What spell have you casted on me

His teeth white like the first harvest maize
His warmth consumed me like the morning sun
His breath…………
And before he could undo his spell
Like the wind he disappeared
Gone!
Leaving me on my own

My heart he took with him
His presence he left with me
You, heart thief
When will you return to me, my heart
When do I get it back,
Remove this spell from me; you thief
‘Cause I want me back.