MY DIAMOND
Not so long ago, a few years behind
When you came to Kenya
And asked to talk to me privately
I was stupefied and my heart melted with joy
Excited to meet and talk to you
I asked for a sick leave from my job to come and see you
My Diamond
I was baffled when you spoke to me so affectionately
You told me your heart was full to the brim with love
True love for one and only, Donna
You woke up the lioness in me
My pair of inflated airbags wobbled and knees trembled
Even though I was skeptical about it
Your words had put my blood onto fire—liquid fire
So I unreasonably nodded to your words
You introduced me to your parents and friends
They all said I was stellar and angelic
I remember getting firm approval of your dear mum
The Wasafi family embraced me as the new queen
I went back to Kenya to quit my job and halt all I had started
To just come and settle with you and start a permanent family
To let you have my warm honeypot at your disposal
My Diamond
When we posted our photos and short clips on social media
We got sarcastic comments from would-be haters
Worse of it all was “mtaachana tu” that kept appearing on every post
Albeit love and heaps of money blindfolded me making me to ignore the foreboding
And I was determined to disapprove them
By staying with you for the rest of my life
And churning out as many beautiful children as possible for you
My Diamond
The three or so years we have been together
Look like ten years in hell for me
I don’t believe I was sober when I said YES to you
For I didn’t know what I was saying yes to
Your fame?
Your wealth?
Your fake love?
I was so naive and ignorant
You have sapped me dry and my bones are desperately aching
You have siphoned the air out of my airbags and now I cross the border with almost flat tyres
My Diamond
I wish I consulted Sepetu or Zari before putting live charcoal in my pocket
How I wish I took my time to unearth your stinking character
I have had to cope with your cheating habit, you fire at every skirt
I have even pretended to produce some useless songs with you
Just to avoid soiling our marriage in the eyes of the public
Hoping one day would mature up
And learn to keep your gun in one carrier
Unfortunately you are a useless bull that cannot be zero grazed
The East Africa community husband
My Diamond
You vigorously tore the lead over my honeypot
And literally scooped colossal amount of honey from it
As I stupidly lay there watching, trading my dignity for filthy wealth
Now my honeypot is empty and open
My people say stupidity has no medicine and it is true
Nevertheless I will go back to my parents, Kenya—together with the honey combs
And try to come to terms with the this tragedy
It’s shameful I know
But east or west home is best
My Diamond
While at lakeside fishing or washing my disfigured empty honeypot
I will try to forget you and your stinking wealth
I will try forget everything and moments we’d together
After my wounds will have healed
I will become a powerful feminist and motivational speaker too
I will warn my younger sisters against beasts like you
Allow me to take my empty honeypot home and try to attract new Kenyan bees
Good bye My Diamond”
