hamer tribe

I will stand by you I have taken the first lash the second Others followed, tearing my skin I begged the Maza — the unwed men with the whip – to strike me. Blow after blow. I want to prove to you I will defend you from life’s harm. I am not afraid I don’t complain not a moan not a sigh Pain is nothing compared to my love for you, Brother And one day when times of trouble, doubt […]