By: Our Daily Poetry Family
#ODP_Voices – Week 17
[This is our story about the daily barbaric custom happening in our beloved African countries. Our children, mostly the females, are tied to a future of misery without given a fair chance on what is obviously their right. Some are married into a family while others are married off to men who are their fathers’ age. What then happens to the irreplaceable feeling of falling in love? What happens to human rights when your very future is chosen for you? What happens when you’re tempted to seek love outside your matrimonial home owing to the fact that you weren’t given such a fair chance. It is a thorn in our flesh to daily see women miserable when they should be happy. Say NO to CHILD MARRIAGE, say NO to FORCED MARRIAGE. Let’s join voices of poets all over the world to help call attention to this act, hoping to stop the repeating circle of evil in our world.]
Conducted & Compiled by Miss Word from Nigeria.
ODPoet: Sunsampaul d Philosopher
Country: Nigeria
I HAVE A DREAM
I have a dream that one day
My pen will write about freedom
And leads us out of boredom
Taking us out of the dungeon
Where our daughters are victims of child marriage
Forced to everlasting union
Perishing in undeserved communion.
I have a dream that one day
My spoken word will speak of justice
With the right of removing the sack clothes
On our sister’s bodies
To make them live in joy
Without been push to undesired dreams
Of forlorn streams
Of leaving in everlasting journey.
ODPoet: Apollo James
Country: Kenya
MARRIED INCOMPLETE
Like a closed poppy
Popped by uncaring boy
Like an unripe fruit
Plucked and ripped before time
Like a carrot or tulip
Unearthed so young
Was her marriage to him
Her breasts so tiny
He struggled to foddle
Her hips so small
He wondered why she didn’t gyrate
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Her experience in love so small
He lied what it was
Yet paid a heavy burden
In woe for the unbidden flower
To a greedy papa, and an illiterate, oppressed house wife
‘They claimed I would learn,would I?’
He mistreated,she retreated
He claimed sex was love
She hated love if it was the painful sex
‘Why did they marry me so young’ was her wonder
And hated marriage
She bore so young,
It had to be through Cesarean section
She breastfed so young
And wished for the play of youth.
ODPoet: Dee
Country: Botswana
A LOST CHILDHOOD
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A disguised world, an odd emotion
Snatching away her innocence, her dreams
The dolls, those toys
The tamarind and candies,
The corners where she hid,
Those farms, those shanties;
With a halt to her childhood
Some tears and a hiccup,
She asks her mother-
“When did I grow up?”
Getting married to a stranger
No friends, no allies
The symbols of wedlock
Vermilion and gold;
But the reason for this sin
Remains untold.
Abandoning her childhood in a palanquin
With an ending so abrupt
The innocent little bride wonders-
“When did I grow up?”
ODPoet: Stara
Country: Kenya
A TEEN’S PLEA
So tired of people thinking they know it all
As if me being young means i cant think
Like i needed help to live my own life
So what if you are older than me
If you have lived through this before
So what if you have seen many like me
Does not mean i will be them or you
I beg to experience all this emotions
I want to live this moment as it is.
Let me make my own mistakes
Who stopped you from making yours
I will grow up someday
I will stop all this nonsense and hype
Am not the type that wants to be young forever
I simply live as this life will take me
So please i ask…respect me as a person
I may be young i know
But i have a brain of my own.
ODPoet: Lisa Banda
Country: Malawi
Hi, I’m Mary’s diary,
Remember me?
You gave me to her as a gift,
On her 14th birthday, last week.
She confides in me,
Yesterday she told me something rather disturbing.
She said you are giving her away,
Not for adoption but marriage.
She said you think she’s the perfect seal,
For your long-awaited business deal,
So you’ll let her be the Chief’s fourth wife,
And you don’t care how it affects her life.
She told me of her dreams to be president,
To stay in school and keep her record of best student,
She told me of her fears of childbirth and fistula,
her hatred for Chief,her hubby in the very near future,
And I could feel her pain as she said this,
So I plead with you,don’t kill her dream,don’t do this!!
ODPoet: Joy Munde
Country: Kenya
TAKE ME BY THE HAND
In your form I saw one to lead,
In my form you saw another addition to your herd,
Flushes of confusion cloud my view,
Semblances of resistance and hard headedness lead your way,
Echoes of my childhood still ring in my head,
Reality stares hard at my face,
The child I still am,
Not ready to bring forth another child,
To whom will I cry out to?
When my new born baby cries at me,
Who will take me by the hand,
To tell me its okay and a brighter clear future lead me to?
Who will save me from the sharp fangs and talons of marriage?
Their silence endorsement as the new wife of the boma,
A duty I only got to dream about and joke about,
If its a punishment am sorry mama,
I know your new cooking pot I knocked it down,
Now you sell me to get another cooking pot,
In my weak cries I ask you listen to me mama,
All my tender life the best for me you yearned,
With the pot-bellied man now my future as a wife you bestow,
All I wish for from you..anyone,
Take me by the hand and lead me…
Please give me a chance,
A bride I will be in due time,
But a child I still am now,
A silent loud cry my heart shouts,
Take me by the hand,lead me right.
Save me now, I will spend on you later,
Take me by the hand.
ODPoet: Gome Chirambo
Country: Malawi
NOT NOW
Breast so small on my chest
Childish smile on my lips
Naive look on my face
I know nothing about marriage
But I know I will be send off very soon
Now that I menstruate they say I will make fine babies
What will I be doing with a man that big
Old enough to be my uncle
On the same lying next to him
I do not know what will be of me when he do to me what I learned in primary science
Why choosing a husband for me
Am capable of doing that when I grow up
Am only thirteen
Not now please
If you don’t want to waste much money on my education
I can quit school and stay at home
Am not ready to marriage
Give me more years
When my brain is fully mature
My body part fully strong
Mum are you blinded by that money he gave you
Dad don’t dwell much on the wine given
Am more important than that
Please don’t let him take me tonight.
ODPoet: Mpho Twosly Mosoane
Country: South Africa
BRING BACK
Bring back my Teddy bear.
Bring back my toys.
Bring back my Cinderella story book.
Bring back my happiness.
Bring back my virginity.
Bring back my childhood.
Bring back my lollipop.
I need all that you took from me….
Mommy bring back his lobola
Yesterday I was singing:’ twinkle twinkle little Star’… Today you force me to say..
“I do”
I need myself.
ODPoet: Phylo
Country: Kenya
EARLY CHILD MARRIAGE
Early !! Early!!
This word is early in my thoughts
Making me drum my voice across Africa
Girls its her day
The white long perfumed dress
The motorcade that awaits
The flashy lights
The happy murmurs
Both families are happy
Their daughter n son bond
But are we blind
We do have scales on our eyes?
That girl is my student at Bright Light Academy
She’s the best student
Who will flag our school in interschool maths contest
Wasted
She slouches in her child
Perhaps her worst moments
For her dad promised to beat the hell out of her-
If she didn’t “behave”
Its just a forced up cloud
What we parents think
No,how we do think
Grand children you think
It ain’t like your days as you think
I pity you
Only cows,goats,sheep n a mansion
Makes you rub off a brilliant mind off the legacy books
She is all regrets
She cant complain
Africa that would been a professor
Buy greed o greed is drowning us
But i know and she know
When you will know
That you people did not think upstairs
It is a forced up cloud.
ODPoet: Rati Ntau
Country: Botswana
WHY DREAM
As young as I am
Like any other kid
I had dreams
I dreamt un-dreamt dreams
Dreams full of candies,
Full of beautiful future
I dreamt seeing myself coming from work
Dreamt of my future children, sweet husband
I dreamt of changing the world.
Now my life is filled with regrets
Why did I waste my time dreaming?
We were encouraged to dream big
And I did but what was the result?
Now they are saying I am someone’s wife
I am a woman soon to be mommy
But who I am really?
A child who was forced to marry
A child who lost her precious dreams
Mama just yesterday you told me
I am your little angel
Daddy just yesterday you told me
I am your little girl
Now I am a woman?
I tried to speak and you shut my mouth
Saying I am young
I am young?
But as young as I am you sold me away
To be someone’s wife
That sad.:'(
ODPoet: Effie Fennelah
Country: Kenya
JUST SNATCHED
She was just made for early marriage
Like a fertile land,fate to her is clear
Life called her and she obeyed with objection not
To a place where her innocence was exploited to guilty
To a place she’ll dwell till death.
At ten she was made a WOman(Wife Of a man)
Her dreams shattered
Her education short lived
Because she was just snatched by him
An octogenarian shameless man
Who snatched her life and prestige..
The parents too are so heartless
They sold their daughter
Only daughter, only hope
To maintain their desire and selfish lust
And threw their daughter to a life full of death
That not so many can sustain
The commitments at a young age.
ODPoet: Mihz Words
Country: Nigeria
BABY ADULT
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Newly born,
She looked beautiful as the sun.
Swooning visitors,
One a predator,
With hawk-like eyes,
He envisioned the blooming of this prize.
With wines he bought her infancy,
Willfully for his fantasy,
To watch and pluck
at the dawn of her ripeness,
To suck her till he feels her dryness.
Baby adult!
She is only a child,
Oblivious to the fawning,
In later years, this will dawn in.
ODPoet: Isaac Praiz
Country: Nigeria
MOMENTS OF A TENDER
BRIDE
Hinging to this still dark room
pampered but despised
I brace my manly groom
with smiles My tears in disguise
Like a precious stone cast ashore
my heart sink from his thrust
just yesterday the baby my mother bore
father took a stand, to marry, a must
now my dreams as roses in fetters
fizzling out, my tenderness they take
plucked unripe, left with no words to utter
striped of my youth though I wake
In this lonely room I stage
acting their script, my life, their page.
ODPoet: Matolo Kyalo Jr
Country: Kenya
~ Shattered Dreams ~
She dreamt of going to the university
Having quality education and a successful career
She dreamt of having a family
Beautiful kids playing in the summer sun
She dreamt of building a business
Creating jobs and giving back to her dear community
She dreamt of true love
Trust, joy and happiness
All that is still a dream
She will keep dreaming until she is set free
She will keep suffering in this false home
Her 80 year old husband shattered her dreams.
Who will save these young souls from perishing?
©2016
ODPoet: Mukidi
Country: Kenya
SHE IS JUST A BABY!
Yaya, go and wash your face,
Before your conscience falls from grace,
I hear the drums are being made,
And that jingles are rehearsing,
But the skies are turning dark,
And the women’s voices are stuck,
For she. She is just a baby!
Yaya, pull your senses together,
She is too young to gather,
Too young to have a young one,
She’ll scream as soon as you slide in,
Let her be. Let her learn,
She’s too small to have a man,
For she. She is just a baby!
© 2016.
ODPoet: Joy Wainaina
Country: Kenya
All alone I lie in this tiny room
White walls screaming laughs at me
Big blue curtains dancing a song of praise
For my selfish dad maybe
Or for him that took my youth
Only nine months ago
Then today left me here for dead
My heart is young heavy laden and weak
My back aches madly
My toes trembles intensely
Immense pain and agony overwhelmed me
I feel the end drawing near
I don’t want to cry
Mama said its not for me to cry
I am a woman
Daddy said I need to make him proud
Bring forth my young one
And he’s gonna be a rich man
The rest of the herd will head home
Kimani my brother will go to school
I love school daddy
School belongs to his species
He said.
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