A married man's prayer

Thank you for opening my eyes to realize that there are beautiful women out there.

 You know God, when I met Maletsatsi, I thought she was meant for me but I come to realize that WATER and OIL do not mix. It is true that I like to look at other women but I only do that to appreciate the beauty of nature's creation. But sometimes I just can't resist these women after all I am and have my weakness.
 
Maletsatsi calls me PAPA waga Mpho. I often feel like a pensioner. Other women call me Darling, Sweetie, Dear, then I feel young, energetic and moja.  She likes complaining and nagging. Or is too tired to go out with me. Every weekend she goes to attend so and so 's funeral and go straight to Society or mogodisano.
 
Women outside are wild, grooving and can do a thorough job when it comes to Huuuuuuuu.
 
Another problem with Maletsatsi, dear lord is she is good at spending my hard earned money. When we talk about budget she is referring to my salary. Her salary is her secret and is confidential.  She has appointed herself my minister of finance but my economy is not improving.
 
 Her family comes first in everything. When I bought my mother a jersey for this chilling winter, she complained that I know our financial problems but I keep giving People our money. When she bought her mother a pair of boots, jacket, blanket and a heater, she said that I know her mother is struggling.  ( O a sokola).
 
I visit my parents once in lifetime but her family needs her.  God, I met her at a party. But these days she wants to remain indoors. No friends should visit us without appointments. I must sit and watch the Bold and Days later is Generations or Muvhango.
 
Mara ntate Modimo le wena oa itse gore ke rata kereke ya Postola or ZCC.
Maletsatsi wil niks verstaan nie.
 
Every Sunday she drags me to this Nigerian Christian church. I had to part with
R200.00  as an offering to the Pastor. My church is too boring for her liking.
 
 Heavenly father you will realize that I have lost some weight. Ha ke etse ka mabomo, (im not doing it deliberately)
ke Rice le DiCorn or Nandos flakes everyday. My favorite Motogo wa Ting le Mala Mogodu is a thing of the past. She will never allow such nonsense in our Town house.
 
Oh God I yearn for my favorite Black Label, Castle Lager and Hansa Pilserner- the only beer with a surname. These days I only drink mineral water. So God as mjita I hope you know why do I always look at those ladies and wish that I could spend more and more time with them.
 
 
Amen