She Will Calm Poem by Ndina Kamaro Muofhe

Long ago, the skies gave her a frown
Her swollen and darkened knees,
Are evidence of all her dreams
Dreams forgotten by heaven's response
She calculated her desires in blooming hope
Only for them to shrink somewhere along the parallels

Many times she died saving the world
She is still lost within the flirt of the word
From empty plates her off springs are bred
To grow for tags and to be shelved
Her cries are vacuumed,
To burn her within like unhealing wound

Chameleon men tricks her with a crumb
Behind they laugh at her for a dumb
Her prayers becomes pain's moment of numb
She continues to breathe by a broken rib
When suited men marked her for a tip

Her veins streams selected blood
Rejected as curse by the manipulative
Elected to kraals taming an animal so wild
Blindfolded as a commodity that starves

Church polluted the wild
Let this riddle angers you not
For she was sold to bidders of low
How do you ignore her cries?

I know, she will calm
Her strength, she will gather to realm