He Left The Door Open

I could hear him getting through the cracked door
As I sat in pretence to be deaf towards Nqubeko Mbatha's "Thula Du"
A lullaby to my tattered soul.
Taken from heavenly corners since it always told my spirit to fear not, Tears are just a passing storm
Oh my soul persevere
Death almost met me while I tried holding my breath as he stood by the ajar door
Trying to regain composure
from the thunderous knock
My eyes;
They widened with fear as the door creaked opened.
Though the lullaby still soothed my soul, peace was profound in me
Darkness hovered the colorful sky as the sun was setting
He came home inebriated
Shoved the portal of my bedroom
In his right hand;
The right hand that declared he's a man
The right hand that had made him felt like he is a king
The same right hand that had neutralized my spirit,
Was a sjambok, his weapon;
His weapon that had annihilated my body for days and had blemished my dignity eternally.
I knew right there that I was yet to get blows for I was where he'd destress
I was yet
To be blown into his wretched world and he left the door open..
His vehement countenance frightening to descry
My whole body was trembling with intimidation at the vision of his giant body
His feet shuffled roughly on the carpet as he came closer
Yanked me off and sent my head crushing against the wall
And for a minute,
I was in total darkness but I didn't mind
I did not even feel any pain, I was used to it
I laid helplessly on the floor
My head pinned down by his foot
Facing the door, incapable of motion
Feeling less conscious, with slothful eyes I saw a specter..
A beauteous specter standing at the door with pretty eyes;
"My baby, honey, look how big you've grown ! My sweet child, I am here.. I will never leave you, it's gonna be okay. Shush now shush.." she said with a familiar beautiful, assuring smile
She lulled me to sleep; then it vanished.
It was my Mother.
For a moment I was ecstatic.
I was numb and I could not shift forward because I was so happy.
No, I didn't want this sweven to end.. it was my only hope
I then wondered why she was gone too soon,
Why Jesus left me behind and took only her to be with Him
It felt like my soul was slowly leaping out of my body through my mouth and the body was limping .
But all that was in my shattered mind.
My mind was still trying to sort things out; I was derailed.
"My Mom has been here.. or what was it that had happened ?"
I kenned, still looking at the door he left opened.

©#IamFisiwe_ThePoetess_ and Bandile, 2017