Unconventional? - Poem by Linda Ochiel
From this panoramic perch
A top Lake Naivasha, I savor one of human kind's oldest views
Over the sweeping floor of the largest valley
Severing the garland of the dos and don’ts,
Foisted on us for generations
Prying open the clenched fist of norms and roles
A diseased antagonism appropriated for us
A pander to the expectations of the sanctimonious…
A leader? Young, unmarried and childless?
Then, the sputter and rage
Amidst jubilation at my coronation
The people have spoken!
A smile at the moon and wink at the sun
Rolling over and over the dewy grass
Shoeless, in a tie
Full of laughter and promise
I transmute into an ‘honorable’
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