There was Omuya my grandmother
Up in the ranks with Ogungo my mother.
And two sisters
Two Naluvangas
Each as sweet as the other.
Then came my wife – Ng’ina Omuya
Her people call her Omoiseke Omuya.
She who is my grandmother’s mother
She who brought back Omuya -
My father’s mother.
I now boast of a new Omuya
The return of my grandmother
Who will make me a grandfather
And my wife a grandmother.
Among her sons, dear ancestors
May she have plenty of daughters
And make the women in my life flow
As abundantly as ancient waters.
©2013 Otiato Opali
