Poet: Rumbidzai Olivia Mubirira
When it has become the norm
To wake up to the strong odor of raw sewage?
When I can’t afford bread,
When I spend the whole day shouting “mbinga”,
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When I combine two meals to come up with “brunch”,
When I dress in rags,
When I sit at 180 degrees in their offices,
In the name of securing my job,
When I let out fake moans to please the old chaps?
Silence is golden?
When I marry to save my image,
From the ruthless society?
When I cry silently as I swallow their harsh comments,
You say silence is golden?
Silence is golden my foot,
When I carry the double burden of being wife and mother at the same time,
You say humility is next to Godliness,
Always spicing up with silence is golden,
Silence is golden?
