Delilah Poem by Preston Mwiinga

The words of my mother echoed in my ears reminding me of the how cruel the world can be if you allow some women to use you.
She said to me,
'Mwana wandi Kuli Delaila! Iwe walalila kwati wa baela when she milks the Naira from you.'

Delilah you were that beautiful lady who came to my life when my heart desires when so high. You looked innocent to me, you were that angel to me who gave me happiness when my face was gloomy like Squigdward of the cartoon Spongy Bob.
Our story was always so romantic and sounding like it is the Indians playing music in their movies.

Little did I know I was in love with the devil.
Little did I realize I was tamed like the animals at Kalimba farms.
Little did it come to my attention, you were milking me like a farmer milking milk from his animals for sale.
Little by little little I started discovering her true colors,
Little by little I started knowing you were a snake in in the grass.
Then the words of my mother echoed in my eyes.
'Mwana wandi Kuli Delaila! Iwe walalila kwati wa baela when she milks the Naira from you.'

O Delilah you finally got out of pretense,
You showed me who you truly were, you were
A Destroyer,
An Interrogator,
A violator and
An Assassinate.
In my life.

All your charming words to me,
The romantic moments characterized by your gentle touches, you smooching me and letting me lay on your laps.
The sensational kisses characterized by you pulling me so close to you. Your mouth covering my mouth, you pulling my tongue.
You holding my head bringing it to your breasts, allowing me to kiss and squeezing them.
As a bonus you telling me to play with your nipples.

When ever we differed because of your mistakes, when ever I suspected of you cheating on me,
When ever I made my final decision of letting you go,
All my wrath could be diluted by the romantic moments.
My end speech could now be, 'The Devil you know is better than an angel you don't know'

For one moment one might think I was in love
But reality has it recorded that I was in love with Delilah.
Using me for her dirty games was her business.
She was benefited more than 75% of my earnings giving me the Amnesia that not even God can demand for that much but only 10%

I'm ruined I'm finished but I'm not dead yet.
My life is in pieces.
My integrity has vanished because I compromised with my principles.
I can now argue with the statement that the devil you know is better than an angel you do not know.
I say, `The devil is always a devil, he will was destroy you like the way the angel you don't know will`

Delilah like my mother told me ati nalalila, you have robbed me off of my Naira, I'm so confused kwati nabaela, ndine fye Chimbaula.
My mother I wish I had listened you.