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My sweet elder brother by then                                                             A royal child he is to me
                                 had now become a monster                                                                Will the royal child one
                           He spoke to me heartbreaking words                                                            day become royal?
                            whenever he could hear the sound                                                             In the morning he cries
                                        of the royal child.                                                              for a meal and the only
                          ”Bastard!, get this bastard out of here                                                        meal he gets is plain water
                                   and take it to it’s father.”                                                          and white porridge without
                         Before I digested that, my mama whom                                                            any healthy dietary in it.
                           I thought could give me a shoulder to
                           lean on, had just turned into another                                                         Royal family drinks lots of tea
                                          monster also.                                                                  Two cubes of sugar and faces
                          ”Wewe ni shetani; nachukia kukuzaa’”                                                           of glee
                         which means I regret giving birth to you                                                        Tea time is ten, two and four
                                          Satan you are.                                                                 Will this Prince of a poor
                                                                                                                         disappointed mother become
                          All those words broke me, pierced me                                                           a royal and true Prince to the
                          And even damaged me physiologically.                                                           world?
                               The time for moving out of that                                                           Oh! How I wish, how I wish
                                     home had now come.                                                                  I could give him the royalty
                                                                                                                         he deserves, how I wish
                            Rejections had become my friends                                                             He could get the taste
                                My best of friends I could say.
                                     Rejection from family                                                               Of all these fine linens
                                Rejection from my age mates                                                              Which Princes wear.
                           Rejection from the father of my child                                                         How I wish he gets a
                         My world was indeed coming to an end.                                                           royal home, that Kingdom
                                                                                                                         Where Prince should stay.
                              Life has started now it’s me and
                                       a special someone.                                                                Even without a king to
                                His name is Prince, a name of                                                            rule our kingdom; the
                                               royals.                                                                   Queen is there. I want
                            Everybody could ask why name him                                                             to use the power of a woman
                       ‘Prince’ did you lack names for a baby boy?                                                       I want the world to understand
                                                                                                                         the value of a woman.
                                Little did they know my world                                                            I want the king-born to set an example to
                                 The world of a mother who                                                               those women who’ve been thrown
                                   yearns for a royal home.                                                              out of their homes.
                                I decided to name him Prince
                                 to make those who treated                                                               I want the best for this
                                him like a nobody understand                                                             chubby, smiley, handsome Prince.
                             How much of a Prince he really is.                                                          Can anyone hear the cry of
                                                                                                                         this mother?

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