Still on my quest to let in the world on the effect of rape on victims, especially girls...
With so much having done concerning the right of the female gender, it's so unfortunate to know that, rape cases are still a thing around us, today.
So, this is my contribution to the fight against rape. Writing in the third person to show the pain these victims have to suffer because one male human put his pleasure over the pain and person of another female human.
You can't do what you don't know, so also, you can't see what you are not looking at... It is important we continue to learn, unlearn and relearn to position ourselves up right we can do things better and give us an advantage.
I searched my heart today,
Pulling out the latent obvious
I Flung caution to the trash
& stared into the peep my eyes
There it was, a beautiful middle finger
Beautifully, saying hi to your thoughts & perceptions of me
Your gimmicks & pranks
Your rides & wild lead that I may chase,
Laughing out loud
I stand proud of who I am
Who I have become
& who I will emerge to be
Rape cases often leave victims in a state that is cumbersome to comprehend and explain.
Most victims never really get over the event, especially those whose family and friends didn't help them heal, they grow up to become a shadow of who they should have been. They go around with all kinds of issue, plus they most time, find it extremely difficult to build a good loving relationship.
We voiced with our lit touches
& matched with defying moves
A step with a modern drive
As we shook their pants off their waists
Held the country to her core
& brought fear to the heart of Aso rock
We shook the world & screamed still,
Till She learnt the meaning of endsars
We remain great as true to our blood & build
Be it today or tomorrow
Our song will fly & our hopes remain
Whilst, this fire they fight frantically to quench
Will keep burning while their bones meets aches
As we remain built to stand, match & survive
They exert undue toll of scarce time
& a million wade of loaned funds
To the denial of the impending doom
One held by a hair's breath
Still they think, spitting lies
& gagging the tongue of true justice
Is the way of democracy & politics,
How confused can they be?
Conflicting communism to liberalism
Democracy & feudalism
All a mix of madness,
Just a country hijacked by rogues & crooks
Senenseless Thieves, mobs & liars
Just a web of mulling worms
As they leach on the tomorrow
Yet Devow the present with useless loans
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The sit of power has picked a job greater than the job
Making more winnings in failures
And singing their praise
Only to ask us to do a research on their giant strides
What happened to our eyes,
Did our tongues all grow cold at once?
The deaf, hears loud the silliness of the joke nigeria becomes
As the street insane man beats his chest
To the bitterness an old crowd of sane men has picked
As his kingdom beside the city market
Has come to suffer inflation,
& left at the mercy of the hunger that killed the dump flies;
One year after,
My country remains a spittle of laughter
Our cries then,
Has now become wails
Our demand then
Has deranged to a bigger villian
As the little light of hope we thought we could reinkindle,
has grown dim
& found place with the colour of darkness
Diminished with the lies
Amassed with systemic threats & pressing fouls
Instead of greeting the needful
& paying the debt to reality...