3 SONS, Poetry by Natalia Mwananshiku

Genre: Race and Love

3 SONS by Natalia Mwananshiku

She looked like a nightmare yearning to be a dream 
The sun was her lover 
The moon Her mother 
Her voice sounded like a millions deaths 
Her skin was the colour of soil 
Beneath the stars 
Hid away from the moon
Her back pressed against the dirt
She planted her feet into the ground 
Her breasts pointed towards the sky 
She would place her
Cold fingertips 
Upon a warm clitoras 
And they would dance
Her body rattled 
She would end up face down 
Hips up 
The sun burning her crotch 
Men would walk by and stare 
A woman wearing her body so freely 
Unashamed of her breasts 
Her buttocks
She clothed herself in loose fitting fabric 
Her naval sitting on a flashy stomach 
Would be left out to tease the sun 
And he would burn 
Burn with rage jealousy and love 
He would hide behind clouds 
As though hoping she wouldn't see him 
Her children had eyes that held fire
Melanated Skin that absorbed the sun 
They're skin was like the night sky 
Yet it glowed 
She had pushed for eight hours 
Fire burning in her womb
Fluid pouring from her vagina 
Watering the garden 
Each son falling into a bed of roses 
Of the sun 
Grew like Shaka
Tall dark and broad 
Spoke like Williams 
Thought like kings 
In a world full of boys 
Grew like Shaka 
Thought like Rhodes 
And Spoke Like rapists 


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