Our Songs Of Distress Poem by Babatunde Idowu Ebenezer

Our Songs Of Distress



Sorrows fill our hearts,
Pains fill our souls,
We regret coming to earth,
Our clothes are sweat soaked.

We cry unto you for education,
We demand from you futures,
You belched and gave us marginalization,
You become to our dignities the vultures.

Our tears blind our eyes as we sing,
Our hymens quiver in fright of your hoods.
We want to mature before getting the ring,
Not to be toys to placate your moods.


The little hope we have as females was taken from us,
That very moment you passed the bill to make us your horses.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is the author's way of saying NO to the bill been passed by the Nigeria's senate on whether or not a female becomes an adult when married irrespective of the age of marriage.
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