Down a winding path she walked,
Kyondo Primary School had since locked its doors
Her dreams of a lifetime
Shattered into a billion pieces
My eyes beheld hers
A 10-year-old child
Her short dress hung onto her body
Like a tree bark onto a lifeless stem
The bulge beneath the dress couldn’t be hidden
All who cared could tell she was heavy,
A child expecting a child!
Then it dawned on me,
Gone are the days when sex was sacred,
And virginity is a pride of the family and clan.
Gone are the days when Mzee cared about bazukulu,
And Mama patted their backs in assurance.
Gone are the days when student coupling was punishable by the school
And condemned by parents,
Gone are the days when teenage pregnancy was a shame to the community,
And all girls were blamed for a mistake of one.
These are the days of ” pregnancy does not kill”
It does not kill one or two, but
Teenage pregnancies kill a whole generation.
Gone are days when education was the hope for everyone.
Now, it is a privilege but for a few
To those that go to Arcones International Academy
To those that know the comfy of BMW and a Mercedes,
Education still goes on.
Well, what is gone is gone but we can not lose it all!
We can reform the education system.
We can give hope for the lost innocence and
Save a dream.
Let’s save the beauty of this girl.
Enough of Lamentations,
Enough of having no one to blame!
Hey, the lost generation blames everyone and.
We are not ready to pay the whole price
We’re already paying more than we burdened.
©️ Niwasasira; Gender Equality Advocate.