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Body Right Complete

Body Right Complete

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Published by OLANUWESI
collection of poetry on sexuality and human rights
collection of poetry on sexuality and human rights

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Published by: OLANUWESI on Feb 27, 2010
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DUTY POST
 
When a molester is undeterredWhen the victim’s lip is sealedWhen observers are unconcernedWhen authorities are unperturbedWhat shall we do?
 
If all they say is waitIf potentials lives are deterioratingIf convicts have no lesson to learnIf remand homes cannot rebuild livesWhat shall we do?
 
Now that sexual abuse is the root of major sicknessesNow that 70% of prostitutes’ suffered child sexual abuseNow that 60% of runaways were sexually abusedNow that 80% HIV positive victims were victimsWhat shall we do?
 
Agitations fell on deaf earsNo redress, no plans for redress, no agendaWe shall continue the quest for answers
 
The questions would one day be answeredNo stopping, no silence
 
SEQUENCE
Writer, do not change my words, write in EnglishMarriage is an institution ordained by God, yesIt is holy solemnization, celebrated by men,A union of soul and body of a coupleThat is what they say.It is to be enjoyed, for procreation tooMy marriage is the exact oppositeSeveral institutions, with a man and plenty womenUnholy and enforced by my parentsUnited by parents endured by daughters
 
My uninformed consent does not even count nor soughtI feel so awkward among them; makes me cry night and dayA dirty marriage where I wash dishes dailyFear of contracting AIDS, the beginning of wisdom,Jealousy and rage I apply cautionMy real mates learn Arithmetic and sex educationPresent mates teach me sex copulationMy mates here, my grandma’s playgroup thereTheir grandchildren are my mates at the civic centreDo not belong here but left with an alternativeLearning how to please all, the best alternativeLiving to be an instrument of enjoyment for old manMy life, my potentials, my future all in a dowry basket,Or was it exchanged for a head of cow?I was traded like a slave to papaHe was even present at my mother’s christeningMy playground now is on the smelling matHe digs into my cloth with hoe like nails.The question is ready or not, I am here.Married to a man nearer to the grave than the altarWonder at the offence that sentenced me to this agonyI live my life by the day

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