She is pregnant
With hope for survival
A vengeance that throb deeper
After endurance of the rough cut
Bleeding the tears of traditions
Seedlings of persona injustice
As she wailed,
My heart soothed in praises
Relaxing to the joy
A new queen has been crowned
As the cock crowed I sealed her cork
Scavenger at dangers...they ululated
They robbed my gold string
The pearl of my womanhood
And the pride of my personality
Its now rotting in the garden of traditions
Oooh! Why why why....
I feel empty I feel flat...its that harsh.
These women raped me off my dignity
The scrapped all that made me high
Under the deafening pains of the dying candles
I could feel their shadows scrabbling
Feasting on the only treasure I had
Cannibals of humanity, disgrace to purity.
They said it's only the highway
Of acceptance n livelihood
A trace back to the roots
And in humiliation I sustained
The scar star of my vigilance
NEVER! NEVER! NEVER AGAIN.
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