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Tuesday, 14 June 2011

THE BITTERNESS OF THE BITTER


She stood there; all she had was to starve
As the little birds song filled the air
Life isn’t fair, she had to declare
Pregnant knowing that she had a child to bear
She was strong, but facing her bustard was her fear
Where is father? An answer it would require.

It’s not that she was twilight;
That night she had to fight,
A fight that happened in the dim-light,
She tried to keep it tight
But she knew killing she might
She was strong but facing her bustard was her fear
Where is father? An answer it would require.

Macharia Jennifer Njoki
Certificate IT (JKUAT)

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