Ann
Waruguru Kiai was born in Nyeri County, Kenya, and raised by a legend – her
mother. But, growing up, she almost believed that black girls were not
beautiful, until she saw Wangari Mathai.
Ann
has a law degree. She writes short stories, plays and poetry and is inspired by
the women from her Nyeri village, who she sees as defining beauty, strength and
resilience. Ann writes to tell their stories, to sing for them, to celebrate
them. She gets to tell the world “You are out of order” in her own way, in our
way.
She serves her Country by
assisting members of the community especially women and children access legal
information and justice.
Her #Babishai2015 shotlisted poemis here.
Dusk dawn by
Waruguru Nyatha Wa Kiai (Kenya)
We walked with our heads bowed
Hands firmly pressed on our butterfly stomachs
We rolled like dead wood, not even once did we sway our hips
How did they know?
We walked on our toes in fright
Our feet never crushed an egg shell
We were silent than the wind
Who told them?
We cemented our breasts with mud
Clogged our vaginas with cow dung
Cut our hair and stopped smiling
Who betrayed us?
We never danced to the drumbeats
Our eyes never sparkled like the sun
We have always held our breath
Never have we lived!
When they chased us down the stream
And slid their hands on our thighs
When they dipped us in water
And discovered our breasts
Was it you who whispered
That we are women?
Waruguru is amazing!
ReplyDeleteAnn,Am proud of what you believe in and always
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great
ReplyDeleteSimply amazing!
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