Tuesday Poem by Tope Ogundare

Tale of Two Sisters
beauty is a lady of the night:
made-up face
reflecting rays of light
the dark knows no beauty.
in the dark, we are all bodies
no boundaries:
predator & prey alike,
locked-in by basal instincts
the eye boasts of knowledge
till darkness counters
the pride of legs
the dignity of hands
& the stoutness of the heart
dissolves into nothingness
darkness is a blanket of warmth
for blemished bodies
seeking solace from cold stares
riddled with scars
filled with beautiful stories
told in the language of touch
beauty loses her voice in the dark
loses her appeal
Jacob sticks his eager member
in the wrong hole
in the tale of two sisters