[ Similar poem is Analysis Of A Taxi Driver On His Death By Timothy Wangusa ]
"Anointed only by the punctured oil
poured like unleashed wind or fire from bag
Sold by some damned magician out to spoil
The life that girded in this young girl's breast,
Now never to unfurl her flag
And march love's happy quest.
Her mother hears the clock; her sighs,
Takes off his boots: she's late tonight
I hope she's careful virgin: men have eyes
For cherished daughters growing in the breast.
Some news? They hear the gate.
A man comes: not the best."
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Enunwa Chukwudinma Samuel aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo With Wings Flying)