You beat when food gets burnt,
You beat me when food doesn’t get ready on time,
You beat me when another man greets me,
You beat when children do wrong calling me a bad mother,
You beat me when you don’t make money saying that I have bad luck,
You even beat me when I keep quite.
Though you beat me I am not your punching bag.
You have beaten all the love out of me,
You have beaten all the respect out of me,
You have beaten all the feelings out of me,
You have beaten all the emotion out of me,
But even though you have beaten me I am not your punching bag.
This piece was written during the African Women’s Development Fund and Femrite African Women Creative Non-Fiction Writing Workshop in Uganda, July 2014.