THAT NIGHT 2‬

With eyes flooding than Budalangi
Chest wetter than her pants in
The fateful night,panting
Sobs of questions without marks
Answers she knew but still asked
"What we gonna do about it"
Like the being in her's a thing.
That night
I lost the audacity of words
Intepridness knew not my world
I stared at her with eyes,cold
Like a geek in a drinking party
Like a city boy lost upcountry
The sight of the lady heavy
Wasn't a glittering beauty
Which I once pampered honey
Just one shot before we marry
Promise I will let you meet my mummy
That night
She only had a magic
Of a stomach sooner bulging
And me,
Stood shorter than a Lilliputian
With the spirit of a villian
Numbed my hearty pain
Drank of ruthless wine
Poured out the words plain
THE KID IS NOT MINE.