League Day 34; ANIEBIET EFFIONG vs IBRAHIM YUSUF

WHEN ONE'S PRIDE IS BROKEN, ONE'S STRENGTH IS LOST. SPEAK OUT IN CASES OF MOLESTATION OR VIOLENCE... SPEAK!

NOTE;
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THEME: STOLEN PRIDE

ANIEBIET EFFIONG

TITLE: Ella (revised Version Of Ella By Aniebiet Effiong)

Ella At Fourteen Had The Features Of Eighteen,

Maybe That Was Why The Uncle Turned Her To Whoreteen,

Digging Her Into A Borehole.

Uncle's Eyes Turned X-ray Each time

He Saw Ella,

All She Could Scan Through Was The Firm Oranges On Her Chest,

And The River In Her Thigh.

He Ate Ella When She Was Never Ripe And Turned Her Ripe By Force.

Suddenly Ella Got Addicted,

Began To Trade Her Edifice For Lust And Money.

She Became A Lady Of Lost Glory,

One Would Think The Reason Was Behind Her Story.

Her Body Became A Public Toilet,

Where All Tom And Dick Went And Left.

2, 3, 4, Weeks, She Got Pregnant.

All Men Ran Away,

Leaving Her In Disgrace.

She Lost Her Pride And Glory,

She Became A Mother With No Father.

Oh Ella!, An Epitome Of Shame,

Mocked By The Same Who Banged Her Day And Night.

Life Became Miserable And Unbearable,

As She Ran Into The Bush,

Hanged Herself,

And Died.

Rest In Peace,

E-l-l-a- 1998-2017

IBRAHIM YUSUF

TITLE;I am Not a Bride:

I am not a bride,

I am just a child

whose life is stolen!

Marriage comes with ease;

only when the spouses are ripe.

Mine is pure circle of pain,

a little girl chained with chains!

Why do want to see me in vain,

in life devoid of happiness and  gain?

Life is but freedom

when one loses it,

the sweetest option is suicide!

Is that how you want my end to end,

future entangles in a cage,

life ends by suicide?

I am not a bride!