Little Boy,
I know you’ve been fed a toxic meal
Of toughening up and never caring
Of taking every single blow
Without ever sharing.
You’ve licked lessons from edges of knives
On what makes a man strong
And you thought they were filling you up
When they were starving you all along.
But I can see the bile in your throat
From having to hold your tears back
I can see your heart and all the blood
Seeping from every single crack
You’re gagging on all that poison
And you’re afraid nobody understands
But please come into my embrace
And heave your afflictions in my hands.
Tamanda Kanjaye (21st century) Malawi
Source: Makewana's Daughters
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