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The piece “A brother’s Feet in Heels” is a poem promoted by the Big Sister Initiative (BSI), a non-profit organisation aimed at mentoring, befriending and encouraging autonamy of the Zimbabwean girl. It is based on cultural underpinnings which places women at the centre of every community by acknowledging the strength of women as community leaders, mothers, caregivers and sisters.

A Brother’s Feet in Heels

Yes, they are strong black women of color,
And they were made to be with a black brother.

They need time and attention just like the rest,
They strive each day to survive and give us best.

It is evident that they have been abandoned by men, yes us. Men.
We no longer appreciate all they do over and again.

Is it their hair, skin and their ability to be strong,
They struggle each day to look good and belong.

They straighten weave and glue on synthetic nails and hair,
And all we do is pass by them as if they’re nothing, we don’t even look or stare.

“I encourage my black sisters to be natural and just be you”
Us black men are deceived and are quite confused.

It is real, you’re alone and the day has arrived,
I understand my brothers aren’t helping the black woman survive.

Is it the novelty of choice that leads us astray?
Or it’s just a new day and our minds are blinded by the white ray.

“No, I am not jealous or envious of another man’s choice,
I am just alone and am expressing my thoughts on becoming a woman’s voice.

I cannot deny myself or even you sitting there alone,
All women want to be accepted regardless of the skin tone.”

Yes, it’s okay for them to cry a little and sing the blues,
But remember it’s us black man that’s going to lose.

They’ve tolerated a lot from centuries long ago,
What a crying shame, my black brothers we’ve kicked the sisters to the low.

Among men of this earth, they mustn’t walk it alone without a strong muscle,
They mustn’t take life by the reins or muster up strength to fight and hustle.

Our ancestors wouldn’t be proud to know we let them crumble or take flight,
They wouldn’t cheer on us when we stand against toughest fights

 

 

Written by:

Kingsli

Kingsli is a Zimbabwean young entrepreneur residing in Birmingham. He is a youth representative for the homeless in parliament. Kingsli speaks about how Zimbabwean men don’t appreciate their women enough in this thoughtful poem.

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