Girl Jots Down Poem About Vaginas.

Recently Nyachiro Lydia Kasese a Tanzanian born and paper pen social political humanitarian activist shocked both her audience and general public when she wrote a poem about vaginas entitled; THINGS THAT WERE LOST IN OUR VIRGINAS.

Glued to her chair with a pen and paper, Nyachiro, 22 years old a writer and journalist with a degree in Industrial and Economic Sociology from University of Rhodes Grahamstown SouthAfrica scribbled what many would call extremely horrendous poem at a skim through but holds more to it if you’d read critically.

Her poem was published in A Thousand Voice Rising , a collection of contemporary African Poetry.
Here’s Nyachiro’s poem:

THINGS THAT WERE LOST IN OUR VAGINAS
Last week I found my seven year old cousin in the nude,
legs wide open in a sitting position and hands prying into her vagina as if searching for something there.
I wanted to ask her mother if maybe her new boyfriend may have dropped a penny there,
maybe have, lost his keys in the crevices of her vaginal lips so much so that it gave her an itch she had to scratch, gave her an ache whose source she had to find.
I wanted to rush over and close her legs,
wanted to wrap them shut with the kangas my mother covered herself with as she explained how boys were haram.
But there were no words where they should have been.
I wanted to wrap my hands around her body and teach her how to pray to the gods,
but I feared my hands may feel like his on her skin,
I feared that my voice may break in the midst of salah
and she would smell his scent on my body and know that we shared the same demons
that our scars made the same tracks only mine have been running for over ten years now,
and yet every night since I taught her how to hate the stench of submission,
we kneel with our heads bowed down and stay still say “inshallah”

Nyachiro is a multilingual raised in four other countries and was part of the 2014 writivism mentoring program with her story entitled “On Skeletons And Tea.”

Nyachiro Lydia Kasese