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At the crack of dawn
You are already worn
Day in day out
You wake up to toil and moil
Digging the diamond hard ground
Your man is a drunk
Everyday he drinks
Then comes back home
To beat you sick
No career for you
Education is a luxury
Only for the lazy ones-your brothers
You have been reduced
Reduced to nothing but a breeding machine
Now life is but a struggle
A struggle to feed and nurture
You’re ever increasing brood.
As you lament in silence
I dare ask,
For how long shall it remain like this?
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ken
I am a Kenyan studying in the US at Yale University.
I like IT... programming in particular
I'm also into world history and economics.
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