Je Suis Ravie (I am ravished)

JE SUIS  RAVIE

by  Odidi Mfenyana

They say only women are complex, perplex and express

Contradictory notions that allow them to reign as Queens

Of a mind that can change at whim or wallow

Languishing slavishly in sorrow

Of perceived pain inflicted by the simple minded

Wooden male mind

Reduced to dim witted whipping posts

For lack of emotional dexterity does not reward compassion

This is stereotypical hyperbole in the histrionic method of hyperventilating situation comedy regurgitated sustainably and endlessly as to warrant gravitas as more than what it is: a jackass

A waddling, shuffling unintellectual yet gratuitously successful rule that divides and rules its enemy symbiosis

That seamless blending of mind, thought, memory and perception with touch, taste sight and sound

This is cruelly excised, severed, shanked and shoved to distant separate corners and shamed with putrid immorality

A pestilence that oozes and permeates scandalously extinguishing authenticity in humanity

Blinding all possibility of truth touching kissing caressing seeing hearing ululating the sacred depths of intuitions’ love divine adored

A way of being that combines the bitter with the sweet

A natural inclination of inclusion

Dig deep dip low breathe in hum slow

Catch a fire ignited by assimilation acclimation, transformation and mutation

Mutual admiration, affirmation a declaration of sharing, caring and daring

Immaculate destiny is messy, murky and mysteriously pure

Revel and be ravished!