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Road To My Yesterday
I saw the knife like shape approaching, The woman holding it was smiling, My mother was weeping profoundly behind, My little aged eyes were watching Trying to know what the knife like shape want to do. My bead danced off from my waist And, I saw tears filled a cup in front of me Ready for me to drink it and eat my wrickled pains, But I shoulder courage to be a woman; Even though I hail from a lost barberic people whose minds are black and thirsty of knowledge, I tried to run but couldn't because they were mightier. That woman grapped me and whispered to to my craving ears that it is my traditional right, My right to be called a woman in the emerging years. My fears overpowered me as I screamed in pains, The fan swirled and the clock tick tack and the Light bulb gave out an angry flame in tears, I was lowered in an unconditional madness. The knife like shape went straight in my opened legs, It went closer to my womanhood, the pains shot; The fears broke my ribs and my vein shouted. The opened woman tried to escaped but my emotions Held her back to my body. "Jesus"! Mother screamed with her eyes closed, The two women continued their work in my angry woman. "The circumcision is done" the fat woman said " You are now a woman" the other said " Would she be ok ?" mother asked but no reply to her. "Women circumcision is bad, so bad!" father cried Years later, black years later, here I am childless; I can not even enjoy the sensional joy of meeting a man who could service me like a woman. I can't behave like a woman any more? Here I am like a tree planted in a desert of shame, I am now the problem of my problems, the custodian of the woman I am through shamed illed tradition of circumcision of womanhood; Standing in gap between ancient and modernity, My road to yesterday cannot be close until I mother a son who can call me mother. (C) John chizoba vincent #morning sadness# against woman Circumcision# #speak out for women#
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