I Am Afraid Poem by Sammy Aswani Luyove

Dear countrymen and women
The state is ill-breeding.
I am afraid the herd is astray
That the cow that calved yesterday
Is grazing with the bull.
And this bull; her own son
Is mocking her still sore rear,
I am afraid inbreeding is at bay
And the calf is highly vulnerable, as prey
To the deceptive daughters of Eve
And the envious sons of Cain
Who as predators galore;
While herdsmen quarrel over bread
I am afraid!

I am afraid
That the calf
Plays with the sons of the enemy
Whose mothers hunt a kick throw afar!
While the warring herdsmen
Play pinky n' ponky behind the bush!
I am afraid.