Verses By Beordoon

Musings of a Maskuraid…

NO PLACE FOR MY DAUGHTER

GIRL GIFT

If I could wish for a daughter

Maybe I’d wish for a dark-skinned goddess

Always smiling, a pearl toothed ajebota

One smart and svelte, or a robust bundle of human sweetness

Whom I and her mother, would lovingly call Nneka, Fatima or Kofoworola

 

If I could wish for a daughter

Maybe I’d like a light skinned bundle of ebullient feminine delight

Well behaved, with infectious laughter, eyes sparkling bright

Talented much, an angel of dance, poet or a queen that sings

Dotun, Lola, Moyo, or maybe an Oluwaseyi

 

Alas…

 

Sad to say, I won’t be wishing for a daughter

At least not now, not any time soon, maybe not even for ever

Abi, why wish for a gem, in this turvy world

Of discrimination, rape and the cruel ignorance of genital mutilation

Why swell victimized numbers, birth another to suffer societal indiscretions

 

I’ll rather work for female lives to get better

And it starts with recognizing and fighting, for the rights of her mother

Education, gender equality, security and respect, the freedom to choose for herself

To create a world where, her existence isn’t testosterone dependent

A world that sees her as a person first, not a chattel, not ‘the weaker sex’

 

Only then, would I my stance reconsider

Get on the horn, sweet talk to God, Santa, Orunmila…

Or whichever benevolent higher power, sits in charge of dispatch

About delivery of a gift that continues giving the world, forever

The gift that’ll be pride for all, a daughter

 

GIFT

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1 Comment

  1. M3

    Wow… At the beginning, I was wondering what this was all about and then it got to the part of what women suffer in the society. It reminds me of how I’m always so protective of the girls all around, fearful of what night happen the moment I blink.
    I wasn’t sure bout having a daughter. I’m not any surer now.

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