Nkechi is just 19 years old
She’s trying to figure out why the world is so cold
Why her step mum always treats her like a maid
Why her dad hardly comes to her aid
Boiling tears often flow like cascade
From a girl as fine as a mermaid
Natural beauty far from man made
Her brains, sharp like a blade
But her academics suffered blockade
Her lecturers often withhold her grade
This they played just to get her laid
“I won’t sleep with you” so she said
To her HOD who looks like a masquerade
When others bribed, she never got her kobo paid
She wasn’t afraid
Rather went to her knees and prayed
In fact to call a spade a spade
She displayed character worth an accolade
Oppressors parade in motorcade of escalade
To persuade her to use her body for trade
She never betrayed, faith didn’t fade
They were like mosquito and she was “raid”
One day she was waylaid
Coming back from crusade
Badly raped, blood all over her brocade
Period missed, got her crying under a shade
Pregnancy here to invade
HIV here to aid, degrade
Made her feel like the fool of the decade
So she’s stocked up in a world of her own
She’s forced to think hell is a place called home
So she gathered all her loads and packed
She’s about to run away and never come back

At last...have waited enough. but

This ain't literature

You can do well in hiphop music, not in literature.

Linqsz:
At last...have waited enough. but

This ain't literature

Pls tell me what literature is?

lyricalpontiff:


Pls tell me what literature is?

this is ludacris RUN AWAY LOVE..

It's diluted poetry nt pure

immortalcrown:
You can do well in hiphop music, not in literature.

I do hip hop, if I can't do well in poetry... u must be a joker.