How humiliating you say
I am yours,
I share your trait
You are my mother?
Promiscuous with Showan aristocrats,
So much you flirted,
Made me submit,
Serve as their maid;
Wash their bare feet!
You smothered by breathe
You cut my indigenous tongue
I stutter the masters’ diction to utter.
Kept me in the dark
So wouldn’t know where to embark
You blew my dreams asunder
Robbed my honour
You denied me food and water
You permeated my well-being to go under
And you called yourself my mother;
How dare you, how dare!
Yared Huluf