“God never has a chance to see how strong your thighs are” Ngugi Wa Thiongo

You sweep the floor with your oval dress

And boil olive oil calmly for your cheating husband about to return,

You gave sleeping pills to the children to

Sleep through his screams,

Your heart has had too many

Wounds to be restarted again

You knew this day

Would come when he stopped

Telling you how nice your thighs looked

When desire left his eyes

And you could hear the wind sing

Sad songs of love for pretty old ladies

Who give toothless smiles

To grumpy grandchildren who grow too fast

And talk about love at 10 years old

Before their hearts are broken.

So you knew this day

Would come when he made your heart stop

And you killed everything about you

To be everything for him,

And how he has to die

For you to be born again.

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