Beloved Mwende

As beautiful as the sunrise Mwende was

With an enchanting figure which

Was wrapped with other features,

Miraculous features which performed miracles

Of sending masculine minds to another world.

Her rich-brown complexion was like highly scented roses

To men who would transform to bees on seeing her,

And began visualizing how to harvest her honey.

Most of them were influentially moneyed.

Her heart, however did not go for them,

Did not go for any other man even.

Her blood was, however, a sister to that of Eve.

Severally did she find herself having divorced from her Father’s command

Of not eating and sharing the forbidden fruit with Adam.

Now, she walks with her heavy stomach protruded

As though it has become the real body

Her once rich Mount Kenya compartments have shrank to the size of ugali

Capable of feeding only a family of two, if not one

Or even a half.

Her mother had great hopes for her only investment.

Any form of ‘dirt’ should not catch up with her.

So, the doctor executed his duty to the fullest

As Mwende lay uncomfortably on the bed.

The innocent mutilated creature emerged

Mwende saw it and nearly died.

A sight she would never forget its existence

Or rather a creature which would keep on haunting her dreams.

Her mother was jubilantly elated

When her daughter’s heart was bought with a lot of goats and money

By some financially worthy man

One, two, three, five, seven----------

Many years passed and Mwende was yet

To be called mama somebody.

Her man chased her away

After realizing her genuine productivity state

For her body baby sleeping mat was the problem.

It could not accommodate a breathing creature.