By Nyokabi Ng’ang’a



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In times of war, they lay me down

Taking turns I mourn

Of this body of gone.


In times of peace, they put me aside

Dictating frocks of long

To cover this body of gone.


In times of love, they put me aside

Choosing my lover of life

To govern my body of gone.


In times of work, they weigh me down

Giving tasks of long

To focus this body of gone.


In times of culture, they lay me down

Mutilating my inner make,

To make me pleasing to thine god.


In times of birth, they cast me down

Giving shrills of fail,

For it’s a girl who’s been born!



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