If I should have a daughter
I will ask her to be raw,
To scream and to shout.
To take up space
And make her own way.
She will be
Whatever she hopes to be.
Be kind yet be fierce.
Have her eyes twinkle with mirth.
She will never doubt herself,
She will always know
She stands tall with men.
Her hands will be soft,
Her actions, strong.
Her voice, melodious.
Her words will command respect.
My daughter will know what love is not.
She will never wonder what her worth is not.
Hearts may break, tears may fall
Yet, My daughter will never cry herself to sleep.
She will always remain an enigma of her own.
When I shall have a daughter,
Compromise is a word she will never know.
My daughter will be what she wants to be.
Never will she simmer down,
Lower her gaze,
Or bow her head
In any way.
My daughter will kick the patriarchy on purpose.
My daughter will break chains her mother could not.
She will break stigmas and be her own person.
My daughter will be a warrior queen
And she will be my proud Bad Beti.