Who am I?
To the world
I am many things.
I am loose, I am chaste, I am humble, I am proud, I am a witch, I am a prostitute, I am not marriage material, I am the perfect woman.
I am a mother. I am a wife. I am a girlfriend. I am a sister. I am a friend. I am a dignified scholar. An entrepreneur. I am strong. I am wise. I learn from my mistakes. I teach. I create. I grow. I am woman.
The being that does not change.
Through the wars caused by the men and the woes of this earth, a womans body still curves like the meandering river.
Every step she takes is on it’s own an emphasis of this shape. Lustrous. Inviting and alluring.
Vessels of beauty and an unconquerable level of strength
Vases that bring forth life from the fertile land of their wombs
Heart of gold with a molten core, a result of the fire burning deep within. Fiery passion. We may be of different drives but our hearts cry and laugh and anger as one. A collation of unflawed power and royalty. Each donning her crown with pride.
A poem by Kundiso Chimbima
Who am I?