My Poem entitled: "Vuka mama"

My first poem recital, gone public 4th March.

Domestic Violence.



Inspired by what I see

Anguished by what I have heard

Pain I have felt a thought I never imagined sharing

Dignity I have lost

Pride I will never regain

My sixth sense says, “Vuka mama”

I am awake but where do I go?

Born into the world,

My first tears on this earth as an infant

Little did I know that those tears would last for ever

Should I be drowning in sorrow?

Should I be living this life I am living?

My sixth sense says, “Vuka mama”

I am awake but where do I go?

I thought I had found the right path

The pathway to the happiness I was longing for

Out of an abusive past I found myself in a new home.

A home I would call home

A home christened with love and happiness

Phew…

A sigh of relief as I unconsciously wondered

My sixth sense says, “Vuka mama”

I am awake, but where do I go?

Here I was once again

Living in fear, fear of the new life I never choose to live

Bang bang…

That pondering sound shook the dry grass roofing of my thatched hut.

I unhooked the first hook

The second wench and the third chain,

That landed me on the ground.

My sixth sense says, “Vuka mama”

I am awake, but where do I go?

Oyee…

He made his presence known to my company of pots and pans.

His breath paralyzed by the strong smell of our local brew.

I was still recovering from the bruises and aches from the previous night

Helping myself, I saw the anguish in his eyes

Could this be the day I rest in peace at long last?

My sixth sense says, “Vuka mama”

I am awake, but where do I go?

I laid there unconscious as a result of his nightly rituals

Caught in between my life and a better after life

I remained floating as I heard women singing.

Vuka mama, vuka mama, awake woman

Vuka mama, vuka mama, awake woman.

The sixth sense I choose to ignore

“Vuka mama” they sang.

I am now awake in spirit, but it is too late…

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