Chapter 7 - COUNTER SPITTLE
Don't insult me!
Did I not pay your bride price?
Why do you call me useless
When I have used this virgin land?
Why do you say I am manless
When I have cultivated and sowed
Where none had sowed?
If I had provided a lame bride price,
You'd have reason to insult me.
If I were a debtor,
You'd be justified to sue me to elders.
But this useless-manless-manhood
Has proved that I am not impotent,
And has saved you
Of imponderable jeers.
If I am unfair and you can't swallow it up,
Take your degraded land
And sell it to another man.
In the morning, Husband and wife were in the same Bed back to back with each hands on their ears;
Silent with big sighs.