Alien Rape Poem by Arnee Akpan

Alien Rape

Rating: 5.0


She sits in the balcony
Tears drenching her skin
With torn clothes
She still tries to patch it
She stitches the part she could
She tries to cover up her nakedness
But her bare skin still shows
Water floods her skin
Her memory rushes back
To the scene
She recalls every act and moment
As though it were a drama


It was many hours ago
When a knock was launched on her door
Wow!
She found a tall fair, funny and cunning,
Looking man
Staring at her
As though she were a goddess
She lays questions on him
Concerning his intentions for his sudden arrival
His answers
Seem quite amusing to the ears
He answers so sweetly
With though exotic blue eyes
His lips as pink as the color
His skin seemed to glow in the sun
His clothes seemed different from the men in the neighborhood
His language was quite complicating
Suddenly!
He dips his hands inside his bag
He brings out gold in tons
With each taking it turns
He makes a request
To own her
She rejects his offer
And sends him off
He asks for a kiss
In return she would have gold
She graciously accepts
Jus for gold she agrees
When he stretched his lips
Which were as long as a bridge
Their lips collide
As though it was a tide at the ocean
His lips tasted like sweet chocolate
She breaks the kiss
And asks for the gold
Oh! No!
He pushes her down
Rips off her blouse
Her pride
And crushes her with his strength
She pleads for mercy
She pleads for pardon
She pleads for freedom
He ignores her cries
And continues with his sadistic
And aggressive pleasure
As he inflicts pain on her
She bleeds,
Her wounds as deep as the valley
He continues to embezzle
Her pride and dignity
She struggles,
She fights,
With her last strength
She pushes his deceitful skin away
Although he leaves the scene
He still Desires more of her
He abandons her to her fate
She has to start living with faith
For her future


She tries to recall more
But this disgusting memory
Breaks her down
Her clothes still seems tattered
No matter the stitches
Wounds on her skin may heal
But the scars remain
Scars which display trademarks
She looks lonely
As her body becomes an object of mockery and problems
Only left with a question
What will her future be like?

Alien Rape
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is not about sex or anything dirty, it's simply a depiction on the arrival of the colonial masters in Africa
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