Ode To Christmas


The gramophone was positioned under the marula tree
In front of the red brick house
And, one two three
They all trooped out.

Mama in Nike sneakers
And a blue evening dress
That flashed bright strobes of light
A wicked slit on its side

Papa in brand new
Bright orange miner’s helmet
A Spider man t-shirt
And bell bottoms that teased the puppy

Then next was son
In full khakhi school uniform
Smartly pressed
And gum booted

And O how they danced that day
They wildly swung their arms
As feet gone mad harassed the dust
And they all fervently cried out one word

‘Ikhisimusi!

End

*Ikhisimusi - Xmas