![]() cry, my sisters for you i cryA Poem by kurruptedMy sisters bleed to death in the name of being circumcised, The blade mutilates them unsterilized, Still in the dark we are, uncivilized, How it hurts my conscience when I describe, Cry, My sisters for you, I cry Your hand in marriage with a groom the age of father, So young you are pushed into wedlock and further, And yet against your will, so naïve you never bother, What could you do but wave goodbye to this brother, And set out into motherhoods violent waters, Cry, My sisters for you, I cry Under the scorching sun you fetch firewood, In the heavy rain you set out to cook, In the blistering cold you get water from the stream, The sound from the motar and pestle makes me want to scream, Cry, My sisters for you, I cry Pregnant you walk miles to get to the dispensary, Which is as silent as a kindergarten on a Sunday, Forfeit your dowry for medication, Lucky you, you are going to give birth via operation, For the lucky ones go back and give back in the most cruel, yet painfully inhumane ways, Cry, My sisters for you, I cry Suffer from VVF, Even worse, you are now HIV positive, Tears flood my eyes and the innermost recess of my being, Everyday to the heavens I, Cry, My sisters for you, I cry
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