NEGLIGENCE by Mide Benedict

If those who should know, know

There will be no need to agitate

If those who should feel, feel

There will be no need for tearing of clothes

If those who should feed, feed

There will be no need to drink down my tears.

My cheeks are swollen; they intimidate the water melon,

My eyes are red; they intimidate the blood in my veins.

No one knows what should have been known.