Woman Poem by raymond letsitsa

I thought of you yesterday,
but you were a different woman then,
You knew how to take care of your babies,
You knew how to honor your relationship,
You went with stealthy under the iron rod of hardship,
You grit your teeth in battle
and fought till the end,
You were not weak under pressure
when you forced your knees to bend,
The world knew it didn't deserve your kindness, your messages to God did daily ascend,
You were embraced
by many people like Christ,
You embodied the whole meaning of love
and you embraced your childhood memories with passion,
You were nothing more nor less of a fatal attraction,
Knees buckled under body weight when your smile was seen,
A woman who humbled nation and always kept herself clean,
Today they all stare in your eyes for a glimpse of pain as they tear your spine and spleen,
They are showing you violence and telling you that's not what they mean,
Pastors you bowed down to
are now molesting you,
Your worth to the world today
is blind like the affection of bad partners,
Souls are diagnosed with AIDS
now because of you,
You were raped but kept it a mystery
like the ways of God,
Who knew you could have
ever been called 'Swine',
These babies you helped grow
don't care if it's the knowledge
of your God they undermine,
You were able to take them out
of slavery and famine,
But now its you on who's back they're stabbing, The source of all life has now
been labeled the cause of death,
In your worn out attire now you suffer,
You are being rewarded that which don't deserve,
All men have forgotten
what you meant to them,
All perplexing matters have struck your nerve, Only the meek now in your temple may gladly serve,
You grew doctors and magistrates
like flower gardens but you live in poverty,
Every time the prodigal sons and
daughters you raised keep robbing you
of property,
The laws were passed down to other generations,
but never properly,
They now just have to forgive
the pain you're feeling,
On street corners now you sell fruits
that your soldier children confiscate,
You taught them to be warriors
and champions, but they repay you with mockery,
Now the only children you teach
are masters in house burglary,
Your children now war among themselves
trying to be just,
The anger in their hearts grew
and filled their spirits with blood lust,
The spirits of the ancestors now weep,
for your children are lost in the
fountain of the white man,
Who took your virginity
by force like a rapists and
seeded fatherless children,
And in the massacres of the past civil wars you wept bitterly,
For you lost your children
to the ear-shattering noise of a gun,
AK-47s tore skins and ripped
through the hearts of your children,
'Africa Will Be Saved' was then your Gospel, Today you perish through
the disease your government created,
Mama Africa today I see you skirt-less, undressed and raped by your children,
Your daughter twerk for the grave,
They are all gone astray like black goats
in the ways of a new system,
They worship a scavenger of the night like satanists trying to purchase defeat,
Mama Africa is our spirit god,
Mocking her womanhood in
some nations will get you hanged like curtains, The fathers of your
granddaughters now kill each other,
Spilling the blood of young virgin
children over the body of their mother,
Burying them in her belly
like an abortionist would do,
Today as a family you all
master spiritism and voodoo,
Mama Africa we just cannot
prophesy your end for you.