THE GROWN UP CHILD

Is she still that naive? She’s still inexperienced? Does she know what she crave? I think she must be fenced. Who’ll stop this grown up child? She’s blindly going wild. Is her crude oil used up? That she drains in cup… Her children’s sweat and blood. To fuel her lamp;...

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RAISE VOICES FOR HALIMA

Shall the thieving locusts be allowed to loot posterity’s treasures while we watch – as mute as shadows? Or the longings of hungering men Fed with the hymen of babes? As skewed eyes hold gaze with clouds? Shall her innocence Be merchandised at matrimonial markets? That our purses may be...

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A CHILD OF MANY FATHERS

Daddy must not know Mama must not hear I’ve bitten more than I can chew! What will I tell mama? I made my beauty a god A lesser one than money I worship Nightly vigils on different beds I, ace chorister in the church Father is a pastor Mother an...

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THE LECHER

The lecher loiters here and there in search of a Lolita Looks lecherously at the tender young chaps and licks his tongue Wishing he’d have a glimpse of below their waists Dreaming of their shirts being turn apart That he might rumble the balls in between their arms Lechers are...

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