My two christines

I've got two christines in my back pocket
One should be my woman and the other my mama
I dare not escape from my own wisdom
Tales women tell when a man gives up

I've found two christines in forbidden places
One is a breeder and the other is a keeper
Farmers have patience when dry seeds crack
Thoughts fathers sell when their time is up

I've seen two christines in crowded spaces
One places bets for the other to comply
Tell her that am lost in thoughts and translations
The book of Solomon gives enough material

I've kept two christines in hidden forests
One crawls down under and the other soars above
Pain should yield fabricated enchantments
A bird in hand no longer ruffles but squeaks

I'll leave two christines in suspended vases
Yes they may be options but its still left to chance
Struggles it seems are a pathway to honesty
Set them free, for the tournament is over

I've got two christines in my back pocket

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January 2016
Machakos County