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.