Scrambled Truth

A Poem

By Pelonomi Itumeleng


In all truths
Foundations do crumble.
Monogamy, a fantasy.
And poetry, for broken people.

Exposing cracks of inadequate gold linings.
Who is bold enough to denounce their brokenness?
Even the beautiful,
Tell of the ugly mornings.

The singers accept husky voice moments.
In all truth
Foundations are shaken and have crumbled.
Polygamy has a monogamous face.
Gazes all of us, broken vessels.
In all truth,
These are not lies.