Ssebo gwe wange!
You pound me like the engalabi’s beat,
I slap the wall to your rhythm, so sweet.
Sharp, unforgettable, you strike like lightning,
Subdued, I moan, thunderous and frightening.
Your sweat erodes layers of my mind,
I’m lost in a dream, a reality confined.
I’m in a nightmare, caught in this tide—
Ssebo gwe wange!
You hold two balls of tropical sun,
Singeing my hair, the heat has begun.
You’re like the jackfruit, tough and wild,
But inside, you’re sweet, sticky, beguiled.
Those yellow seeds, hidden and deep,
Ssebo gwe wange!
You’re matooke on the charcoal stove,
Boiling in anguish, yet bubbling with love.
Ssebo gwe wange!