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BROKEN CALABASH

Odebode Karimot (Lady_kay)

Akanni,

You have crossed the path

Which is forbidden for boys

You have traded my dignity for shame

What will i tell mother?

When the white clothe refuses to sing blood

What story will I tell father?

When the gourds of palm wine is half filled

And the matchbox carries half of its children

Will i tell mother the truth?

That at the river stream

My back touched the ground against my will

Will i tell father?

That you snatched my wrapper and gagged my mouth

I dare not!

My legs will quiver at the marketplace

If the world hear of my woes

They would tell their children

To beware of Awero**

Mothers would make jokes about me

Fathers will warn their son to desist from a broken calabash

But will i allow you to go scot free

After eating the forbidden fruit without my consent

Akanni!

I curse you by this blood

Akanni,

I curse you!

 

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Bada Yusuf Amoo is the publisher of thespeakingheart.com. He started the website in 2015, he has published both his works and other budding writers and poets on the website. He is a public commentators and his articles are on different websites.

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