Losing the grip

By Steve Kumalonje

This patience she has timely sought to apply and grip
These continuous fights are slowly loosening her grasp

This perseverance she has endeavoured to advocate
In this platform comradeship all she gets hold of is disgust

Like on a playing field where cats and rats embrace
In the guise of fairplay she soldiers on, suppressing malice

Should these behind-the-scenes acts persist on his part
We know she'll jump off the man's sinking ship pronto and start afresh.