From the ‘Not in jeans’ collection

Drums and Eyes

By Eudiah Kamonjo

She was killed by drums and eyes

And the fanatics of old

And the emptiness of a marriageTo a man  

She was killed by drums and eyes

And the sweet perfume

Of the fellow lass she craved

But couldn’t be with 

She was killed by drums and eyes

Of the words she’d spoken

As their sexuality unnaturally interlocked

And her starry eyes

As she bent over to kiss her lips

 She was killed by drums and eyes

The harsh words her husband spoke

And his eyes which tried to search

For answers as to why she didn’t love him

She was killed by drums and eyes

That saw and heard

Her will

The one she’d scripted in black and white

What was evil; according to their Drums and eyes….