Dear Madam

Your Husband falls continually for me

You have allowed me take your place

Though I was brought as a stranger into this place

Don’t think I am not of standard

What do you think all men want?

Than to be well fed and pampered

I trim his feet, and at the sound of my bells

He rises ebulliently to the scent of my dish

That but soothes his hungry soul

Not only his tummy but other needs untold

 

Dear Madam

I fear you have been blind

I am a graceful beauty of dainty build you know

And my hips spring forth like the handles

Of a trophy waiting to be claimed

And yet you place me in these aprons

And enhance my motherly nature

Whilst you adorn yourself in imperious clothes

To whom can he sulk?

I am a beauty, I know I am

And while I walk around all day

He stares lustfully at my thighs and budding bosoms

 

In this gazebo we spent time that was to

Frame thoughts of ever knocking temptations

That led to boldness of acceptance

Without scorn, devoid of morality and the status quo

And when the rains came, he beckoned unto us

To spring forth like he did

Cold, unassuming and accepting our destines

And left us thirsting for the passion we could share

Perhaps it would calm you to know that

Your husband‘s persistent laser gaze continually

Pierced the very armor of my rebellion, which gave way

To inner sordid thoughts that plagued my very mind

The constant visitation to his quarters of Slumber

Tea in hand

Bearing the essence of your jasmine perfume largesse

Which you acquired through your various travels

Gave way i fear to the cold passion we shared

 

Like bits of rocks rubbed against each other

We did spark defiantly at first

But due to constant friction we are now a burning flame

 

Dear Madam

Your Husband just became mine

Why? I do not know

But please know this wasn’t fortuitous

I know

For while he was staring I was caring

And when he called I was there

Caution of your revenge comes to mind

But what do I care, he is mine

I tie m



20 thoughts on “Dear Madam” by femimicky (@femimicky)

  1. Dis one no be househelp, na ‘housedevil’. Nice one, femi

  2. @praize, I don’t think you took time with the poem. Most society ladies literally abandon their husbands needs to their househelps. She goes collecting souvenirs from her ‘various travels’ while the man needs her love and care. What else do you think he should do but turn to the nearest refuge even if it happens to be their househelp? I like that girl jo. Good to see her promoted dully. Shebi she has performed more housewifey duties than that ceremonial clown with tons of make up and pap inside her head?

    Nice Narrative Poem.

    1. I read every bit of it hymar, buh whatever is wrong is wrong(my own principle). Would you do the same if u were the househelp?(4giv me)

    2. I read every bit of it @hymar, buh whatever is wrong is wrong(my own principle). Would you do the same if u were the househelp?(4giv me)

  3. I got the message. That alone is enough for me.I like.
    Hope Madam learns her lesson.
    Good job Femi.

  4. To answer your question @Praize, would you slam an open door shut just because some hypocritical moralists have placed a censor on it? Me I no be mumu o. I take my chances as they come and worry about the consequences later

  5. Well, if you take what is not yours, regardless of how the owner dropped it, it is stealing. Although some kinds of thievery can be rationalized. Wouldn’t wish to be in Madam’s shoes when she gets the memo…
    Go through this some more, it can be pruned and bettered*.
    Well done, Fem. $ß.

  6. @Sibbylwhyte, dropped it? I doubt if the owner quite valued It. Try ‘throw it away’ ‘disregard it’ and I think u’ll get me pointy

  7. interesting piece.
    Funny isn’t it @ Hymar @praize that if the husband seeks the comfort of the help bcos the woman is never around the woman is blamed but if the woman seeks the comfort of the driver bcos the man is never around she is labeled a whore

  8. Lols, @Osakwe, u sure are one of these self-defense feminist o. Funny you….chuckling.

    Well, why not write something like you pointed out titled ‘Dear Oga’. And better be convincing o. I am waiting unless u wanna do what no writer ever does….SHY AWAY FROM AN IDEA.

    1. pooh I only write what I find interesting.
      I merely find it amusing. It is also amusing that you label me a self defense feminist for pointing out a very stupid societal attitude. Whether you are a man or a woman one should work at building a loving and enjoyable relationship/marriage.
      But who knows surely I can insert the idea into a piece.

  9. interesting piece.
    Funny isn’t it @Hymar @praize that if the husband seeks the comfort of the help bcos the woman is never around the woman is blamed but if the woman seeks the comfort of the driver bcos the man is never around she is labeled a whore

  10. It ain’t a societal attitude dear. You can’t just be genaralizing on a few newspaper clips. I for once don’t think along such lines. But I don’t like it when women play the victim role. Granted they go through a lot of dumb shit but, they are far stronger than that na.

  11. I hope all our Madams get the message.Hold your man well well oooo.Because wetin you get naim Ekatte get repete!

  12. Interesting poem, welldone.
    I like the way your message was delivered.

    The wife only has herself to blame. It is still stealing though.

  13. I hate stereotypes and that killed the enjoyment for me. To think that all that men want is to be pampered and fed!

    This still needs a lot of editing to make it shine

  14. thanks alot for all the encouraging and necessary criticisms.. am glad it got people talking.

  15. this reminds me of the 2nd couple in the Nigerian movie “Mr & Mrs” ….. it’s sad that this poem the reality of some people’s lives….sad much, but well written….* thumbs up*

  16. LOL…. be wise!!! househelps will help service oga…. nice read.

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