Eavesdroppers

Broken by the singular portrait of her maze

She wept in the silence of the untended gaze

The cruel eyes smashed the life off her trance

The truth exposed now, left her abashed

The man with the bloodshot eyes broke into a grin

A vile, sinister male; not an ounce of remorse of thy sin

Her shrill screams piercing atop the mountain of Kenya

Though echoed through the realm, could one not observe

A few years back into view came an angel from above

As her heart bled into misery, did she console

The thickness of their desire grew so vehement

While both dropped their paths and had it abort.

Today, the red marks burnt across her skin

Crushing every pint of hope that ever lived

Her own kin had managed to damage her soul

So much so that she stood at the edge, waiting to go

The man flung his leather jacket down the rocks

The stoic face now revealed a heavy sob

He hoped not to harm his own family men

But custom dictated it, society approved of it all.

Men sing the praise of the Almighty above

Natheless claim his sham loathing only to shun

Despite scriptures depicting homosexuality as neutral

This very close-mindedness attempts to break them men.

Like stars in the sky, like pebbles in the ocean

Far fetched does seem this unrealised haven

Humans forced into boxes, all into oblivion

God forbid the plight, the moment one eavesdrops.