Soyombo Ayomikun: Raped by a monster father

by Dr. Soyombo Ayomikun

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 He rammed into me . Like a bull gone mad . Sweating & panting.  Like an evil truck pusher.  Desecrating the clefts between my legs  .His sweat mixing with my tears

1. He rammed into me

   Like a bull gone mad

   Sweating & panting

   Like an evil truck pusher

   Desecrating the clefts between my legs

   His sweat mixing with my tears

2. I screamed & struggled

  As a ant would against an elephant

  He slapped me, jerking on

  As if dancing to a music from hell

  I gave up fighting becoming limp

  He,continuing,let out groans of pleasure

3. Suddenly the pounding ceased

   The scent of sweat, tears & blood enveloping me

   He staggered up, latching on his belt

   His eyes revealing hard earned victory

   He was a graying man of fifty-three years

   I, a budding girl of ten

4. He warned me not to tell anyone

   With fear I nodded severally in agreement

   That night my childhood got murdered

   With none around to fight my cause

   Behind the drapes I got raped

   By a man supposed to be my father

5. I hated men from that night

   Including those appearing as angels

   I even stabbed one the other day

   He was just being too nice

   That got me into a psychiatric rehab

   The drugs could not just heal my wounds

6. The church heard about the rape

   Following which conclusion was that father got possessed

   The police that should help with justice

   Got shooed away with gifts of bloody money

   Deliverance was done for him for months

   Then a night came when right at my door I again saw him smiling

7. Can’t somebody just incarcerate this animal

   Helping fight my dark battle

   It seems like my heart is already scarred beyond healing

   But another soul out there could be saved

   From these roving evil spirits gone wild

   Seeking one more soft hymen to tear

8. I have tasted the grapes of rape

   Terribly sour,burning like acid

   It burnt my innocence,smiles & sensibility

   Transforming me into a very mad soul

   I pity men that try smiling at me

   As the scent of men fuel my madness some more

9. I am Nigeria

   Daily being severely raped by your leaders

   Please jail the rapists of this land

   The rapists of its beautiful virgins

   Jail the monsters consuming our women

   Justice I cry for,that I may smile again

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