Poetry, Tale Africa

If I were to be what you want me to be

By Inet Morudu, South Africa:

If I were to be what you want me to be, what would I be?

 

I toss and turn in the discomfort of your glare at my gentle loving patience.

It is who I am.

So, I ask again, if I were to be what you want me to be,

what would I be?

 

I laugh hard in silence at intelligent jokes.

I let all tears roll freely down my womanly cheeks.

I am sensitive. You are mocking of that too.

So, I ask again, if I were to what you want me to be,

what would I be?

 

I yearn to be a glowing bride, a faithful wife, a nurturing mother

and renowned poet.

I want to be a womanly woman in my young days of success.

I know I can. But your girly whispers tell me otherwise.

So, I ask again, if I were to what you want me to be,

what would I be?

 

Until you know what you want me to be

and I agree to what you want me to be,

keep your nose on your busy face,

lips sealed together and let me be the best me that I was born to be.

If the sight pierces your eyes I advise you to shut them.

 

I am a woman. God's woman. I am that I am, by fire by force.

I will be what HE wants me to be.

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