UNHEALTHY CLOUDS

She lived a pretty happy life

She smiled and made merry

She was the envy of many

She was graceful and tame

Eyes followed her wherever she went

Children got excited in her presence

She was like a golden flower

A golden flower that could never wither

She was content with her life

A simple but happy life

A life that knew freedom and peace

An admirable life it was for her

And then the dark clouds appeared

Like a lion attacking its prey

It sprung into her life

And with a story so sad but interesting

They talk about the disease

The media warns and cries daily

But it seemed like a fairy tale to her

With deaf ears she lived a life of freedom

It was until that day

The day it was consummated

Premature yet sweet

The forged beauty of fornication

He seemed so perfect

So perfect without flaws

Unbleached by evil or plagues

Sweet like candy and chocolates

But she was wrong

Oh so wrong!

That was the kind of chocolate bar that was forbidden

A bar infected with bad bad consequences

And he knew all this while

But he was silent

Why! How can a person be so cruel?

She twists her pretty curls as she wonders

Still staring at the white paper in her hands

Tears roll down her cheeks

She stares

She sobs

The mistakes we make

The silly sacrifices for silly moments of bliss

The warnings we ignore

The scars we have to live with

And now she had to live with

The incurable disease

The slim-disease

The disease of a lifetime

The beauty remains

The freedom ever present

The charm glowing like flames

But the disease of a lifetime she had

Oh such an unhealthy dark cloud that would never go!

By Sylvia Chika

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