Kimani wa Mumbi
The Old Man Is Now Gone - Poem by Kimani wa Mumbi
My stepfather, in his wisdom
Claimed that though he had tried,
He had totally failed to see the difference
Between myself and any cow.
And so as a child
I was a desirable object of pleasure,
In which he had found considerable pleasure
To inflict pain.
He'd pinch me until
I looked like a tiger; thighs, arms and all.
Pull my ears till they were red hot.
My nose too was pulled
I thought he envied Pinocchio.
But those days are all gone,
And gone too is the old man.
I now manage a dairy farm
As if to ridicule his wisdom.
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