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энэ номыг хаахThe African Saga (FEMRITE Publications, 1998, 102 p.)
энэ хавтсыг хаахPoems of Protest
Баримтыг харахThe Resilient Tree
Баримтыг харахI Am Tired of Talking in Metaphors
Баримтыг харахCrazy Peter Prattles
Баримтыг харахWhy Vultures laugh
Баримтыг харахFishers of Men
Баримтыг харахViewers may find these pictures disturbing
Баримтыг харахWhere am I?
Баримтыг харахI laugh at Amin
Баримтыг харахThe African Saga
Баримтыг харахFlat Topics
Баримтыг харахBecause I love This Land
Баримтыг харахTempting A Troubled Past
Баримтыг харахFreedom Fire
Баримтыг харахYou Tell Me to Wait
Баримтыг харахUganda
Баримтыг харахBroken
Баримтыг харахBirth Attendants
Баримтыг харахIndefinitely Absent
Баримтыг харахThe Old Guards' Circus
Баримтыг харахPolitical Sorcerers
Баримтыг харахRead These Lips
Баримтыг харахDid You Mention Names?
Баримтыг харахThe Peace Lover
Баримтыг харахJungle Sounds
Баримтыг харахThe Lone Soul
Баримтыг харахOur Land
Баримтыг харахOn Trial
Баримтыг харахA Search
Баримтыг харахDusky
Баримтыг харахImages
Баримтыг харахThey Tell Me
Баримтыг харахOn Africa's Nomads
Баримтыг харахThat Woman
Баримтыг харахFestival

I Am Tired of Talking in Metaphors

I will talk plainly
Because I am moved to abandon riddles.
I will tell you of how we held our heads
In our hands
Because the owl hooted all night
And the dogs howled as if in mourning:
We awaited bad news
We received it
Our mother blinded in one eye
Crippled in the right leg
Because she did not vote
Her husband's candidate.

I will remind you
Of the time the peeled plantains
Stood upright in the cooking pot
We slaughtered a cock
Anticipating an important visitor
We got her:
Our daughter - pieces of flesh in a sack -
Our present from her husband.

No, I will not use images
I will just talk to you:
I do not fight to take your place
Or constantly wave my fist in your face.

I refuse to argue about
Your "manly pact"
With my father -
Buying me for a bag of potatoes and pepper.

All I want
Is to stop denying Me
My presence needs no metaphors,

I am here
Just as you are.
I am not a machine
For you to dismantle whenever you whim
I demand for my human dignity.