Body PartsA Poem by Gary HThis was a test poem for a University course that did not capture the essence or power of what I was trying to say. However this is a true event and deserves some kind of reportage.Autumn picture, an English country house: sipping tea by the fireside, two ladies, with eloquent language, perfect gossip, 'Mrs Jones did THAT to Mr Smith', unsuspecting, uncaring of another world. Loving mother, daughter, sister, respectful son, brother, father, left for chance discovery, breathing cut, short. skull rolls, revolution of horror, deep into darkness, eyes stare, lips lost, ears stop hearing. Incantations tell of good health, fortune sunset orange merges with pink, a torso, crimson blood stained ground, no longer sacred, trees pretend to be dead, undergrowth mutilated by struggle, intestines ripped, breasts lay life removed, only flies feed. Incantations tell of great power, strength, children scream in terror, feet stand alone, no longer connected, genitals crushed, mixed with herbs, some potions have secrets animal skin sangoma believe, muti, mutilation, murder satisfys. Incantations tell of butchered ritual, police suspicion, evidence growing around the world, investigation so difficult, driven underground, until voices speak, tongues that save, wanting justice not wealth, protection for the innocent. ............... 'They took me home, left me in front of my father's house. as they left, I heard them say they are going to sell my parts so they can get money" Jeffrey Mkhonto who had his genitals removed. BBC news 02/04/02 © 2011 Gary HFeatured Review
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