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NO SISTER, NO!
I was just a little
boy of eight, with
my brown eyes
and red lips. Mama
said my smile
always strikes her
to be the sun,
“you will one
day be a man, to
some woman,”
I blushed.
what mama said
would have been
a reality, until
mama left home
on one cold
rainy day, leaving I
and big sister
who was sixteen
at that time.
Mama had taught
me well, so I know
what’s good
and what’s evil.
Sister never took
heed to mama’s
teaching. While I
tried to be good, sister
made us do evil, and
she said It was
biology practicals.
Each time mama
left sister and
I at home, sister
called me to
her room.
Hush hush
she would say
not a word about
this, as she bolts the
door behind
her.
"We will play a game
now" she would
say, looking at me
with eyes as beautiful
as the moon, eyes
that haunted me
in my dreams, eyes
that had too many
deep strange things
in them.
I never mentioned to
mama, cause sister
had threatened me.
“Your lunch will be
for the dogs” she
warned. I was scared
cause sister always
made my lunch.
I was like a free bird in
a cage. Sister and I grew
up that way.
Mama didn’t
know I had become
a man. Not to
another woman, but a
man to sister. I and
sister lived as a
couple when mama
was away, so I
thought sister was
perfectly made
for me. Until sister
fell in love with a man
as gentle as a
dove.
A man that would
never know about
me being sister’s
first love. I sat at
the front pew
to watch sister do
something good, while
I was lost in the
evil she taught me.
With tears
in my eyes I
watched sister
say the words “I do”
to another man.
But she made me
believe that I was her man.
Sister will make a
home with another
man, but sister
will always be my
woman. Joe my closest
friend, punched
me gently on my
shoulder “I can see
you are so close to
your sister, so sorry man”
He sympathized. No, she’s
my woman! I almost
screamed, but that was
our secret, and
the world
knew nothing about it.
I saw mama smile.
“One day, you will
find your soul mate”
she whispered into my
ears, as she wiped
the tears that was
uncontrollable.
I turned to see, sister
had taken all her vows,
and was kissing the
wrong man. “No sister no!” I wept.
I wish the Creator never
let I and sister do such evil,
the Creator was mad at us.
and while I cried like a baby,
sister smiled like an angel.
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