AFRICAN STORIES

SILENT DEATH

She harbours her own pain.
She is under a compulsion for forceful gain.
She enjoys her every moment.
She succumbs to every movement.

Her husband is her saviour.
Her husband creates a flavour;
He gyrates her depression.
He also motivates her digression.

He gives her the sweetness of his bitter.
He molests her like her killer.
He assaults her freedom.
He whips her on random.

She is a forced sex toy.
She gets beaten contrary to her joy.
She regrets her every escape.
She fake her sleep on tape.

Rain of sorrow kept falling.
Her freedom is shunning.
Her slavery days increases.
Her joy of good living is in its pieces.


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POEM BY ADETOUN RAJI KOLADE
it causes so much pain.
If you agree with no gain.
Many think its just a game.
Wanting nothing but wealth and fame.
It stairs up so much disturbance.
I strongly believe its due to ignorance.
For obtaining wealth it is used as leverage.
Its called child marriage.


Hmm.....what a sad story.
Filled with shame and no glory.
It's like a thief in the night.
Doing only wrong and no right.
A situation filled of heart break.
Weighing what victims has attained.
Ripping victim of their pride.
Its the humiliating child marriage.

We all need to act fast.
If we want this to be a thing of the past.
See what havoc its have wrecked.
Oh child marriage as far as I have read.
You strive so hard to ruin lives.
So ask yourself; will you ever die.
Turning a child into a Savage.
An end must be put into this bandage!!!!!.

Eyes like jewels, eyes like diamonds.
Shining so bright, seeing so far.

How time flies, it makes me wonder.
A second, a minute, a prick and it's all gone.

Tick, tick, tick it goes on.
Slow and steady, waits for no one.

A warning, be fast with your thoughts.
Before time takes it all away.

No obstacles comes its way.
It takes along everything in its way.

How time flies, it makes me wonder.
Every second to use, is up to you.

How time brings back the little memories.
The all gone playful childhood.

Shooting star, shining sun and the beautiful moon.
Time passes, they get more beautiful.

There is really magic in time.
It makes one wonder, how time flies.

With time, we saw light after darkness.
When we were born and just helpless.

A world we enjoyed every single moment.
Time came, and took it all away.

Blame time and waste your time.
Every second is precious, never waste your time.

 Many souls gone.
Silence after all.
Tramples of the horses.
Fading of the voices.

Fought with vigour.
Every single hulk.
With complete bravery.
 Conquered all fears.
During the brawl.

Swords swinging in action.
Blades hungry for blood.
Smiles concealed.
After a defeat.
On the battlefield.

Nigh what are we.
To gain Victory.
Faced the enemies.
With the last drops of blood.
But there was a massacre.
And they won the War.

A battle we have lost.
But the War is still on.
For a flee in the battle.
Does not measure our mettle.

Nimbly intoned by the sage.
Those who fight and run away.
Would live to fight another day.

Hiding in the dark.
Humans in disguise.
Destroying lives.
Making thousands cry.

Rain of curses.
In the reign of terror.
Sight of darkness.
Here and there.
Everywhere.

Vicious and ruthless.
Are men of the darkness.
No little sympathy.
To all humanity.

Running helter-skelter.
To be vicious free.
Totally obscene they are.
They care less to commit sin

Men of the under world.
Unlawful detainers.
Ruthless killers.
Are all brutalizers.
Destroyer of treasures.

My senses are playing truancy on me
My whole system torments me daily
I close my eyes and those eyes of yours are staring back
Looking into this imagination and of time I lose track
I can swear I hear your whispers in the dark
But I know my mind is the trap
The silence in my head is loud with your words
Eyes like cobalt stare at me through the window
The voice in my head is so very hollow
I feel your breath upon my neck
The palm of your hand on my chest
I see red, the red of your blood
I shudder as you relay your thoughts
Yes you were betrayed,your trust
And they cut you deeply, you were hurt
Your shrill screams block my breath
I smell your blood but it's in my head
I hear the slashing of your tongue
And your soundless cry with your thoughts
I feel your blood in my hand
It hurts me like it has fangs
I see your eyes again,no expression in them
I feel your thoughts again, nothing comes from them
I hear your spirit, your body it leaves
But now it's come to me