by Peculiar Ediomo-Abasi | |
Published on: Oct 6, 2006 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
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I was sixteen years of age, the least i thought of was marriage. But like my fellow peers, i threw away my fears. And went down with a guy. He was the least to make me cry. I told mum i was in love, but she yelled "Don't get involved" i thought her unfair until i discovered who was unfair. What the guy had was lust. All he wished me was the worst. He wished to have me disflowered. Thank God i was empowered by mum's golden advice. "You are not yet so wise" « return. |