Dear Housekeeper

talking drums talking loudly,
thunderous applause, clear sky
our substance rewards effort
thanksgiving should come often.

growth finds her way of telling
her story through bodies, minds
dear housekeeper, find someone
who will find your body’s map

touch not my anointed place
holiness lives within me
please avoid my innocence
like taboos, outcasts, shock waves.

of your generous labor,
thank you, but allow me grow.

Victor Oyedele