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Why cry for me brother?
Why getting worried father?
Why not let them gather?
I am just a young teen
Not even up to eighteen
This marriage thing…?
I will not get it in!
Many adults fail when married
End up broken, I’m worried
Kids not allowed growing older
Foetus stopped from going further
Even if they agree
And it becomes a decree
You need not send a plea
I know I have the key!
Written by: Oluwatoyin Ogheneeofejiro Ewah
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
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