Her Precious
Leaf
Innocence
was lost at the time her life began.
In the Sun,
petals of hers bloomed and glistened.
It was lush,
it was beautiful, it was desirable.
In her
paradise innocence burgeoned
Coursing
through her to the world’s delight.
A whisper in
her ears
Soil-tilled
hands clenched her wrists.
Beads of
sweats rained on her.
Her tiny
wrists red in pain.
‘Uncle you
hurt me!’ she shrieked
Dazing slap
flew pass her face.
Silence
crept in and numbed her mind.
Her
innocence drowned as the heaviness
Of a
warrior’s weight weighed her down.
She felt it
as it sank.
Her quest
for vengeance axed.
When Pity
came to party to polish
‘Himself’
with her innocence
Mother said
‘He is just a man. He is your uncle’
And the
precious leaf that was her, Jaundiced.
Her heart
she laid on burning coal
Her eyes
shut as lasses with
Bloody thighs and teary eyes
Danced
around the altar that was her heart.
Into thin
air, her innocence evaporated.
Now, vengeance
lurked after dark.
A knife full
of pains and sorrows
Woke a man
from his slumber,
Muffled his
voice and opened
The door
that heralded his homecoming to Hades.
By
King Ifey
written on
July, 27, 2017
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