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Vengeance Many years ago, when I was only ten years old, something I would never forget happened. I grew up under my father's care. I never knew my mother. It was only the two of us - and we were homeless. We always moved around and slept wherever dusk caught up with us. That particular night, I was lying down sick in an abandoned shed while my father went out to search for drugs for me. I saw everything that happened next clearly. Black Maria suddenly pulled over close to where I was. It was dark, so no one saw me. I watched as one particular police officer, Inspector Danjuma, released the prisoner in the van. The released man crossed the railway to the other side and disappeared out of sight. About a minute later, my dad surfaced. Inspector Danjuma and other policemen grabbed him and put him in the van. That was the last I saw of my father. As I grew up alone in the street, it occurred to me what had happened. My innocent father had been taken to replace a convicted criminal. And so without a father and no means of livelihood, I became a thief, but I continued searching for the dirty police officer. I found him last year. He was still corrupt. "I need a gun," I told him. "I take forty percent of whatever you make," he responded immediately. "No qualms." The following night, he left his gun for me in a condemned car somewhere deserted. That same night, I broke into Inspector Danjuma's house. He was on night duty, but his wife and two kids were home. After robbing the house clean, I shot his wife and kids. Then I left the gun there. He had taken my family from me. Well, I returned the favour. The next morning, Inspector Danjuma was arrested for killing his family. The weapon used was his gun. |
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The Abomination of Abortion Papa Ngozi had been sleeping with his daughter since the day he noticed that she had started bleeding. Each night when the girl slept, he would creep into her room, cover her mouth with one of his strong hands and force himself into her. This abomination continued to go on for two years until the child became pregnant. "Papa, I have not seen my blood since the past two full moons," Ngozi had confessed that night when her father came again. Papa Ada knew his daughter was pregnant - she was carrying his baby, but this news did not stop him from having his way with her that night. "I will take you to Ogbuefi by dawn," the man had said after another incestuous round. He was not moved about the situation. He trusted in the professionalism of Ogbuefi, one of the village's foremost occult herbalists. Early the following morning, Papa Ngozi took his daughter to the native doctor. She had been made to wait in the shed while her father spoke with the man. About an hour later, Papa Ngozi left the herbalist's shrine with his daughter and a black powder which he forced her to take with palm oil as soon as they got home. And so the sexual intercourse between father and daughter resumed in earnest. Ngozi, a naive thirteen year old, was uncomfortable about her own father gaining access between her legs every night but was too scared to resist the man whose wrath usually left her battered and bruised. She had once told the villagers what had been happening but no one seemed to believe her. Ngozi's stomach continued to rise with each passing moon. The villagers noticed the bulge but they didn't mind. To them, what was going on was not an uncommon happenstance. After the seventh full moon, Papa took the girl back to Ogbuefi just as the native doctor had instructed. This time around, the poor child was tied down in the shrine and Ogbuefi started working on her. While Papa Ngozi held down his daughter, Ogbuefi was cutting through her with various sharp objects. The sands of an hourglass was nearly empty when the native doctor finally brought the developing child out of the girl. Although a human had been formed already, but it was dead and bloody. A concoction was prepared with the dead child and given to the father. At home, Ngozi watched in horror as her father ate her baby, his child - his grandchild. That same night, even though Ngozi was still sore, he had his way with her again. The girl could bear this no further. Early the following morning, she left the house. It was late in the night when a hunter found her dead body hanging from a forest tree. Although Papa Ngozi eventually won the chieftaincy title he wanted so dearly, all the villagers suffered for the abomination that occurred in the land - the abomination of abortion, not of incest. LSD February, 2020 |
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