More than the Bosom
1. Am a grown woman,
2. I will walk myself down the aisle,
3. Am a child of pain and paradise,
4. Of a lineage of heroines and warriors,
5. A child of mother earth
6. An African daughter,
7. Am a woman by birth
8. by love and by my strength,
9. My dark skin is toned by the earth
10. Life breathed into me by the rising sun,
11. I will tend fields with my child on my back,
12. I will close the deal in my heels and my skirt,
13. Am a woman by the breasts I bear,
14. The broad smile and lustful curves on my body,
15. Am a woman by spirit,
16. The strong one of God’s creation
17. We are born in the wind,
18. The whispers,
19. The cries of life,
20. In the palaces and shanties,
21. am a woman,
22. the scent of romance,
23. the cold brush of winter
24. the suffocating affection of the oceans,
25. am imperfect by any standards,
26. by beauty by burdens
27. by curse by blessing,
28. am a woman
™© Mwangi Njoroge.
2. I will walk myself down the aisle,
3. Am a child of pain and paradise,
4. Of a lineage of heroines and warriors,
5. A child of mother earth
6. An African daughter,
7. Am a woman by birth
8. by love and by my strength,
9. My dark skin is toned by the earth
10. Life breathed into me by the rising sun,
11. I will tend fields with my child on my back,
12. I will close the deal in my heels and my skirt,
13. Am a woman by the breasts I bear,
14. The broad smile and lustful curves on my body,
15. Am a woman by spirit,
16. The strong one of God’s creation
17. We are born in the wind,
18. The whispers,
19. The cries of life,
20. In the palaces and shanties,
21. am a woman,
22. the scent of romance,
23. the cold brush of winter
24. the suffocating affection of the oceans,
25. am imperfect by any standards,
26. by beauty by burdens
27. by curse by blessing,
28. am a woman
™© Mwangi Njoroge.
Listen to the wisdom of my friend Berta;
ReplyDelete“I am woman,
I am spirit,
I am me.
I am the scapegoat for society.
I am the flesh for the vulture,
That devours the death of my culture.
I am the darkness that embraces the night.
I am the nightmare that brings you fright.
I am the gypsy upon life’s path.
I am the cauldron to men’s wrath.
I am the roar of the ocean’s tide.
I am the poet with pride.
I am the passion of a burning fire.
I am the whore you desire.
I am this and so much more.
I am a divine creation at eternity’s shore.”
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