The world watches
As she struggles to fit in.
A community that welcomes her not….but she tries to fit in it
She’s mocked for her ebony skin.
When she maintains her skin colour
she is naive
When she bleaches
She doesn’t appreciate God’s work on self
When she makes bitter leaves for fever and cooks bean stew in a pot,
She is a witch.
When she picks fries and already made juice from a cafe..
she is a slay queen
When she can’t speak English,
She is an illiterate village girl
When she speaks fluent English,
She is a proud girl
Her private life too is never spared
For a pence the rumour mail chans…
When she stays indoors,
she’s neither social nor friendly.
When she moves around to make friends,
She is spoilt.
When she marries young,
she has rushed
When she delays marrying
She is called names for she is cursed
An African girl
has lived the dilemma of fitting in this world
But she continues to live the life…
She wears the crown of African feminism with pride.
Writer; Niwasasira Fortunate