Monday Agbonika/
The Night you came for me was the night I died
I didn’t know what your eyes saw when they looked at me
And the moment you held me I had lost control of everything
My pride, my dignity
Perhaps you were pleasured, but I was wounded, scarred and bruised.
The morning after I thought about it, oh how I cried
The words of my parents echoed in my ears “obey them and do whatever they ask you to so they’d train you to be a great woman” And the little thoughts I couldn’t comprehend that told me to let it all go vanished so did my tears
for a while.
But I didn’t know did I?
Night after night you came, Night after night my healing wounds were renewed, there was no one to turn to
This was painful beyond measure
I was but a little girl but in your eyes you saw a woman with something you needed.
Until that day
finally came, The day I was set free
As I lay on my hospital bed, Freedom at last as my final breath I pulled.
Oh take Me home father, take me home
Dedicated to #Ochanya and every poor child that has been abused.. May her soul rest in peace
#End_Child_Abuse
*Agbonika, an Assistant Commissioner of Police, tweeted the poem on the handle, @monlena2000
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