Welcome to the City of Soots!
This is the mother of Hunger
Grins widely, revealing her tobacco stained teeth
Welcome to the City of Soots!
Fruits ripen half-way in the trees
We see-through the mid-wink –
Mid-wink of the eyes!
She attempts to blink rapidly, squinting faintly
Unties the edges of her wrapper, revealing red cubes
Stretches forth her flaming bloodstained hands
Pink one! Smiles sheepishly
My children lap up the lake!
They lick the dew!
Today! We offer you ice-cubes of fire!
Let-your-pink-tumed-red-tongue-do-the-thanks
She picks the hem of her buba and walks majestically into the House of Hunger, buttocks jiggling frantically with each step
