My beauty lies in me being as dark as berries
Even though am told light is beautiful
Isn't dark and shiny sumptuously beautiful?
Am I short and attractive?
Must tall bag me awards?
Should I be an object of ridicule?
Among my 6 feet tall friends?
I am to behold. I AM BREATHTAKING
Squinting eyes, large round eyes, tiny eyes
We are all in the image of the One above
I am hour glass and pretty
I am figure 11 and pretty
I draw my structure from murima and equally pretty
Club foot, slim foot, feet that cause water
Sipping out of the ground as I walk
Still pretty
Let's make man in my image
That's how ravishing you are.
Kay Achieng Aguko
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem