Soap Opera
You called her unmarriable because she fought for her rights
You wanted her to stay home
And cook, clean, wash, iron and bear you children
It was okay with her, you both agreed on five of them
And she loved to cook, wash, clean, iron and even wake up early to make you breakfast
But she also loved to continue her education, get her degree and teach further as high as her dreams could go
You labelled her a man
Even when she was the most elegant of all
She loved make-up, girl's nights out, to be pampered and admirred
But you couldn't see beyond her political ambitions
She had won many seats and gone up the ladder
And now she wanted to be president
"No way" you thought "not in my lifetime!" you continued on your thoughts...
You profiled her as round, curvy, juicy, yummy thing
A toy for you to play around with
An object to feed your appetite
And the things that went through your mind as she sat across from you on those morning meetings
She was the least paid employee in that male dominated company
You knew that very well
But one thing you did not know was that she was a fighter
She was not going to give up
She had the brains and she stood strong
Paving way for many more
You even called her a soap opera
Did you ever think to look at yourself on the mirror?
Copyright © Njeri Hunjeri | Year Posted 2015
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