Sins of Our Fathers

Don't mistake the dead 
For stagnant statues in the ground
Cause they are still alive
Very much alive in their clans
In their homes
They even walk around 
You just can't see them 
With your naked eyes
They are alive
Still making demands 
To the living 
For the wrong that would have 
been done to them
They make the children of the
wrong doers pay
Pay for the sins 
Of their fathers
Especially the Girl child
She is used to pay of debts,
Ngozi and so on
I cry, weep for the Girl child
For so long we have fought 
For equal rights and opportunities
But today eneaquality is still rife
In the form of tradition
We have been suffering eternally
As if we killed Jesus
From the time of Eve
When she ate of the fruit
From the forbidden tree
Now when we give birth we 
must know pain
After raising our child,
It is then given off to a Ngozi
And the cycle continues
The sins of our Fathers
The cycle
Like that of a mosquito
It only seeks blood
The pains of birth are untold
But to lose a child to a Ngozi 
Is much painful
All hopes and dreams are dashed
It is like playing with water and mud
It was all for nothing
It is only the Daughters who pay 
all their life
For the sins Of Their Fathers
My heart bleeds
Cause they are no longer citizens
But are forever bargaining tools
When will it one day change
When will the tears Of the Girl child fade
Call it a spade for a spade
The price for another human is another human
We are jumping into another form of slavery
And we do not even know it
Daughters are the price of our Father's sins
Suddenly life feels like a bed of thorns
The ones which we did not make for ourselves
We are  nevertheless forced to lie in it
The pain in my heart hurts like a dagger to the
chest
Even in these modern times
We are still slaves
To the cameras
We are still daily abused
Society uses us to sexually gratify themselves
And in return we are given a piece of paper 
that they call money
That doesn't even give us an ounce of dignity
But we are far too deep in the rabbit hole
To realise the truth for it is too dark
And we are both blind
For ,''Another man cannot lead another blind man.
They will both fall into a ditch''

Copyright © Rachael Chitondwe | Year Posted 2019

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