THE CHAIR AS WEAPON

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

She tipped the chair
She did it intentionally
On purpose
She did it so that I would fall
And then she would play the Good Samaritan.

But I also have my fair share
That’s why I sensed it intuitively
And quickly fetched the red rose
Surely, it wasn’t her childhood football
But it was God-given salvation from Satan.

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