POETIC INSIGHT

MY LOVE

THERE SHE GOES,

THE GIRL I ADMIRE.

SHE NOW WALKS WITH A STEADY RHYTHM OF PAIN,

          CAUSE SHE HAS BEEN RAPED UP TILL TODAY.

 

 

SHE HAS BEEN RAPED BY HER OWN,

AND IS IN PAIN FOR HER OWN. 

SHE CRIES,

BUT NO ONE SEEMS TO CARE;

 

NO ONE SEEMS TO SEE THE TEARS OF HER PAIN. 

I HEAR HER CRIES EACH TIME SHE IS RAPED,

I FEEL HER PAIN EACH NIGHT SHE CRIES. 

 

SHE IS A WOUNDED NATION;

THE NATION NIGERIA,

AND I FEEL HER PAIN. 

 

THERE SHE GOES,

THE GIRL I ADMIRE.

 

-         Presidor .O. Sam’Sawyer