It was my wedding night
All I wanted was to hold tight
But he...a fight
My mother had announced:
She is a virgin!
I remember when I was a child, she said;
The day of circumcision
And the wedding are days of pride.
Aren't mortars and pestles perfect as they are?
Obedient to my parents and elders,
All I did was smile.
I was maimed deep in my inner soul,
Such pain and such trauma
He said "No! You disgust me. Be gone!"
I lay in my wedding bed, crying
Like a fish caught in a cruel net.