Sophisticated they say; whatever that is
Is it in the height of her hills?
…or the style of her steps
The trend in her choice of fashion,
Or the elegance in her dressing
Sophisticated woman! They whisper as she walks by,
They don’t know,
She gets weary from the all-day custom hills,
Gets choked by the stuffiness of her blazer,
And her freedom hidden in the firmness of her bra
Yet they, kula kwa macho…
Afraid of the smile in her radiance,
The penetrating beauty
And the delicacy of her expression!
Sophistication! The price she pays