Of souls and scars: Letter from a disadvantaged girl

Categories of souls and scars, Relationships and Sex

By Esther Adwets

I’m tired of people always going through a really long process when there’s always a shorter way being straight forward.

I’m tired of humans always taking advantage of the little control that they have over there significant others, talk of friends, spouse or another being they relate with in one way or another.

 That I love you and would sacrifice any other thing makes you no special at all, gives you no license to mess up my sanity.

That I care, gives you no freedom of pretence.

And that because you’re older or more successful that I am is no straight win to misuse me.

Kwani who do you think you are? Huh?

Some god?

Because of whoever’s reading this, I still got to spare up a little faith in humanity and the entire human race.

Yes, I already, or let’s say almost gave up.

As a matter of fact, inhumanity doesn’t just involve bodily harm, it encompasses mental torture too. Though us as humans have made it a really different affair; hatred, pretence and betray, not to mention callousness.

Please STOP!

Well, in case I wasn’t so clear at the start, Justice is not only with the attorney,

Na si lazima niitwe ule law student ndo nijue justice ni nini.

Justice ni wewe kuwa fair, si conda kuniwinkia na me nismile back na fare isiitishwe.

Ni Sisi kujenga societal institutions

Kama vile si kuniambia unapenda miguu yangu sexy ndo unipe job.

Si dem kuona kakijana ka mtu kamempenda kiasi na kuanza kuitisha sijui kuku dates na sijui foundation.

Shit! Foundation ni ile kitu inafanya marelationships na paper projects ziwithstand harsh currents and waves of life.

Don’t lead someone’s son on bila intentions za kupick call yake ya midnight.

True love ile najua ni Agape love hizo zingine sijui za kulet go na kuheal manze, ni kelele za chura.

Na kazi ya mioyo yetu, is to pump blood kama vile ule teacher wa science alisema  propaganda mnatuletea by breaking our hearts is bullshit na kiherehere zenu.

Playing with our hearts and your positions ka toys, kwani hamkuenda P.E?

Kanyooshe mifupa. Juu sai ule manzi ulimpe ball ukamruka ako therapy, ya akili na ya roho kama ipo, juu hata naskia amego crazy. Ako depressed juu hata dad na mum walimtupilia bin, na mtou mwenyewe alikufa, manaake ule mkid mother mfuko yake haiezikabeba mzigo bado.

Ule buda ulimvua trousers ndo umpe kibarua ako VCT manze! Na naskia huwavui siku hizi walianza kukuja bila.

Siasa najua ni ile ya kuomba kura na kuvote.

Hii tunaleta kwa feelings na kitanda  ni opuus (read with Luo accent)

I deserve a peace of mind, and so do you.

Yours disadvantaged,

Ess

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