Mama

I know what you are doing

You send me with village gossip

To Mama Nyakoigo on the other side of village

You never used to do that

But you now do it often

You send me in the afternoon

When the Chief's son is watering their flock

You tell me to swing my hips as I walk

I see you smile as I take your gossip message

I see you from the corner of my eye

Entering the bushes and following me

I see you notice him notice me as I pass by

I hear you count goats in your sleep

I know what you are doing Mama

I know.