Who Knows How This Will End

Who knows how this will end...

Will it be a conclusion like no other Is it a tragic plot twist?

Like you rejecting me as your lover with my heart yelling at my ribs

“I thought your job was to keep me covered!”

I wonder why this started in the first place I always hated how we ended up going in this quick pace My lungs screaming at my brain

“Nigga why we going so quick this ain’t even a fucking race!"

And yet we so competitive

In the end and we wouldn’t be satisfied

till one of us won by coming out as first place.

Or maybe it was just us,

you and I didn’t realize that we turned this beautiful portrait carved by us into dust,

maybe just maybe we were a perfect sandwich

yet we only manged to taste the crust, but we were screwed by our fragile

nervous tongues that we call trust, its funny because we joined by our taste buds named lust

-Enathi Mbanga