Jaachi Writes

POEM 306: FOR ESE, OCHANYA AND OTHERS WE'D NEVER KNOW deliberately, light and divinity stood aloof while darkness and evil plucked her fruit, shredded her leaves, crushed her flowers, separated her root from earth's hold: what was lost was not a child, but innocence and humaneness. mankind could only burst tear ducts, embalm her remains, like starving babies wail, be clad in black in a million march, hum requiems, trend hashtags, wear long faces and become rhetorical: mankind, where were we before now? #365DaysOfPoetry #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and sharing with friends. Thank you!

On Lies, Rape and Threats What lie do you tell your conscience when truth pleaded on knees bended? Have you managed to deceive it too? How do you curve your lips when in betrayal kiss the innocent girl kid? Have you managed to twist the tale? What more harm? How many more? When, oh heartless man will you conquer the demons?

'Who be the bagga wey rape you?' She was obviously furious, clench fist ready to punch the rapist right on the face if opportune. I giggled and gestured to a seat.  'Please sit down. 'tis a thing of the past and I got over it' 'Didn't really knew guys could be raped' she said whilst sitting down.  'I had a friend who was raped too. A guy. But he refuses to talk about it' 'The society would not believe such tales. Fables! They'll say and laugh it off. Humans are unwise like that' 'I'm so sorry' I sighed and looked away.  'You're brave, man. You opening up has inspired me to tell my tale' I adjusted my glasses and stared at her. 'You too?' 'Funny right? Yes, even me...I hope you, maybe share it without including my name. I don't have such bravery as you.' I urged her spill it 'Well, I was young, very young. Can't remember how old but I know I was just developing, maybe 12 or 13. I just...