I SHALL MARRY THE HALF BREED

I shall marry Nyokabi,
She with the roots from Ukabi,
She whose beauty beats all,
She, the daughter of the dancing mother,
If only she swears and confirms,
That symbiosis will be highly embraced,
That she'll act diligently,
Unlike the cruel cousin of hers,
Who sleeps to be fed,
Who stares on the screen,
 The whole day watching Afro-cinema,
She claims that the baby's kicking,
She's whining and the baby's only three  months,
That cousin called Nyathira.

I shall marry Nyokabi,
She with roots from Ukabi,
She whose grandpa killed ten lions,
And the shy night leopard,
Couldn't shy off his tactics,
And her mother's hut,
Had no warrior's daring spear,
Her faithfulness to her husband,
Was praised in the lands yonder,
And grasp of the cultural ways,
Better than the arrogant 'pure-breed',
If she assures to share,
Her mother's nuggets with my sins and daughters.

I shall marry Nyokabi,
She with the roots from Ukabi,
She whose brilliance equates to none,
She who has never shown interest to any other man,
She who survived college,
Without losing her roots,
And went ahead to present her papers,
With a thousand proverbs from both Gikuyu and Ukabi,
And defended the institution of marriage amicably,
At a surprising eloquence,
In a rare competence,
That the panel claimed to have never seen,
Smartest in her class!

I shall marry Nyokabi,
She from the roots of Ukabi,
Not because of her papers and knowledge,
Not because of her beliefs and culture,
Neither because of her uniqueness,
I will marry her,
For I have a hunch,
She's the best to carry,
The seeds of an ambitious son,
Who like her,
Has unexplored love sanctuary,
And together we'll raise,
A cultural conscious generation.

#Nomys_Madness