Naija Poetry | Prayer of a dying girl

David Okigbo

Biography: David Okigbo is a varsity student of computer science from Chukwuemeka Odumegwu Ojukwu University, Uli, Anambra state. He is from Awka South LGA in Anambra state. He has a passion for writing from a young age and now spends a huge part of his time in front of his computer screen, cooking up moving words as poetry and prose. His works mostly try to tackle matters of social injustices like sexism, racism, and homophobia.

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Wednesday 9 June 2021

Prayer of a dying girl

Her screams echoed at the altar, his moans as loud as a horse.

Lord, will it ever get better, or did it just become worse?

She was going through the motions, laying helplessly on the cold tile.

No words to describe her emotions, her purity, no tears could not defile.

he got what they wanted, laughing merrily on his way.

By his sins, she was haunted. His guilt, her debt to pay.

Like snow in a summer’s morn, she was fading away fast.

Conscious of her untimely demise, choking on ceaseless cries,

She mumbled a brief prayer, one soon to be her last.

"Dear God in heaven, I guess I will meet you soon

Take care of my family, guide them under your moon

Provide for father, in this time of need

Console dear mother, her baby is safe indeed

Tell my poor siblings I’m with them to the end of time

I dwell in a better place now, free from suffering and of crime.

Lastly immortal one, I Forgive my oppressor

For he knows not what they do

But give me justice, not for my sake

But for victims coming soon.

The horror is very much alive; the land soaked with a curse.

Was it ever better, or was it always worse?

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