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Wither not the layers of your façade
For it is not every light that stipulates grace
The moon is light, so is lightning
You might be as shady as a cumulonimbus cloud
But you still carry the sun in your strong hands

Scrap not the deposits of your melanin
For it is not everything light that is desired
The dark green leaf is celebrated
And not a yellow discoloring leaf
You might be as opaque as a moonless light
But you’re a shooting star across the sky

Wilt not the chocolate that lays under your skin
They might snicker when you sway your hips
Do not falter
Be a true Jerusalem woman,
Raise your head and smile
Swing them the more
You’re beautiful African woman

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Author: Takondwa Hauya

A Malawian female poet whose works focus much on the injustices of the society. Holds a degree from The Polytechnic.

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