REPORT: “A Black Woman Was Not Made From Ribs Of A Man”

aAl the solid materials were used up on creating a man then God went so poor of hard inventory for creation of a woman a phenomenal black woman, she was not made from ribs of a man as it

goes the Jewish fable, but from all the turfs of softness on earth’s birthday,

from the softness of feathers, black-ness of ivory and swiftness of a doe

she was made; from the beauty of petals, curliness of the tendrils and

purity of the warm-fire she was made; from patience of vultures,

noise of the ox-pecker and silence of the stone she was made; from

decorum of the pea-hen, accuracy of the kite, strength of the python,

and busybody of the drone she was made; from shyness of warthogs,

elephant’s memory, the avarice of hyena, timidity of a man, poison

of a spider and sweetness of sweet banana she was made;

from slogging of donkeys, the gate crashing scorpion, laziness of a cat,

tomfoolery of a dog, cleanliness of a swine and from decency of the heifer

she was made;
from the irritating smoke, boredom of the cold fire, darkness of the hearth,

dark fashion of the crow, and coiffure of the crane-bird she was made;

from corruption of the post-colony, lies of a Bible-monger, dignity of

a swabber, smallness of a tabor and from want-wit of an ewe she was made;

from endlessness of an abyss, tiredness of a tinker, despair of fortune’s fool

and the oxy-moron of a boomerang she was made; from the innocence of

a choir-girl, swiveling of a lad, honour of a cuckold, mercurial stature of a turtle,

and gifts of the colubrine she was made; from the flame of the bi-curious lass,

a squab’s vulnerability, and armour of the porcupine she was made;

from snobbery of the panjandrum, bulging tummy of tax-man,

slenderness of a rich teacher, fatness of a broke chef, dilemma of nurse

and glory of rex’s a horseman she was made; from proceeds of dowry,

happiness of polygamy, democracy of polyandry, heuristics of

rain-maker and the gender gap of patriarchy she was made,

From virginity of the sand-dunes, hope of oases, oblivion’s

old age, Egypt’s history, ubiquity of a palm-tree, holiness of a Carmel,

thirst of the ocean, wine of the desert, plopping of a stone-fall in the water-pond

staidness of the disturbed river, diversity of nature, empathy of circumcizors knife,

fresh redness of ripe pepper pods, s*xy calligraphy of oily soup, the inferno of true love

and inclusive honesty of a queen bee she was made, a black-woman.

Alexander Opicho writes From Lodwar, Kenya Mail-opichoalexander@gmail.com