Like every other teenager, she wanted a future for herself,
A bright one, like her role model's or maybe brighter,
She's twenty now and the battle for the light is getting darker,
It's getting really hard but she's holding on even tighter,
No money to write jamb, even after hawking coke and fanta,
She wakes up earlier, sleeps later, working hard and having hope,
She kept the dream alive, until he came along, telling her things she now wishes she doesn't know.
He was nice and he promised her the earth and all it holds,
He was lying, she knew, but played along to see where it goes,
It was all going right until it took a left turn and everything led to a maternity home.
"It's a boy Joe" she called him on the phone to let him know.
He was elated he came running as soon as he was told.
"I'm a man now, I can say this loud and bold"
His first words as soon as he got the baby on his hold.
Few days later and it was time to leave the hospital for home,
"Mama I and my child are coming home"
She told her mum waiting for a cab to take her and her little gold,
"Don't bring that child here to disgrace me, you useless child and filthy hoe"
She called Joe,
To tell him this and ask him where to go,
Turns out he was married but only wanted a boy child of his own,
She's thirty now, living fine, even though she lost her little gold,
He died in her hands whilst walking the streets with nowhere to go.
- ADENIJI ABDULAZEEM
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