My Word by Thozama Mathe - HTML preview

Now that I am a grown woman

I have learnt to be independent,

Parental nagging is the thing of the past,

What I do not have I resist to desire,

Now that I am a grown woman,

I am aware of yester years mistakes committed at youth,When Iused to play toys,

When I had my  first lover

When I was in my teenage stage,

Where I got pregnant with joys of sex not making love that made me pregnant with fatherless kids,

Now that I am a grown woman,

I am aware of the abortions I made,

Ten of them that twisted my mind,

That kept me away from blowing stomach,

I am aware that I am a murderer because now I am a grown woman not a girl.

Now that I am a grown woman,

I am aware of thirteen male friends that I made friends and allowed them to sink in.my vagina,

Because I thought those were friends to boost my status,

Alas! It was not a worthy friendship.

Now that I am a grown woman

I put aside the childhood stage,

And focus on my adulthood life,

To fully  discover what being a woman means.

Now that I am a grown woman,

I know what I am means,

It means I am strong,

I am the future,

I can overcome calamities,

No longer shall I condemn myself for my past.

It prepares me for possible hurt,

I will cry to drain my agonies,

I am  lonely,

I am  scared,

I  feel lost,

And  I  know that "That too shall pass" because I am a grown woman.

I am truly  a grown woman

No longer shall fake love entice me,

No longer shall I follow the wrong crowd,

No longer shall I hunt for Kings,

Or Studs  shall hunt for me for I am a queen,

 I am now a grown woman.

Now that I am a grown woman

I’ll rest assured in His presence because His-story made me realize my freedom,

Faith and I shall embrace for eternity,

I shall  never fade  because I am a grown woman.

Now that I am a grown woman my womb shall carry those that I will pray for,

Hold them in my faith,

My hands shall soften the chosen chest,

My lips drink from the wells of the chosen one,

My eyes shall only be a light to my chosen one,

My chocolate skin shall be the taste of my chosen one,

My heart longs for my chosen one,

Because now I am a grown woman,

Thirteen minus twelve is equal to one no longer shall my heart take more.

See I am aware of the names I will get,

And those that will follow me,

Because I am a grown woman

I’ll hold on and press on’

Now I am a grown woman.

T. Mathe