She was,
That is long time ago,
She used to be a village girl,
Dust made ninety percent of her
makeup,
Before the cock she would wake
up,
She had the biggest of dreams,
Her hair longer than the longest
of streams,
Her smile brighter than the
brightest of moons.
She couldn’t wait to finish her
schooling,
Soon she’d be in the biggest of
cities,
A faster life for her choosing,
She couldn’t wait for the nice
linen to cover her titties,
She wanted to be a designer,
A manager,
She wanted them all.
The gate way to the city was
through her uncle,
The man he adored for the praises
he got for being successful after moving to the city,
He told nice stories of how the
city was magical,
He smelled of the sweetest
fragrance,
The ladies at the village would
talk of his elegance,
He was untouchable by a glance.
Paper bag check,
Sunday best check,
Slippers check,
At list that was what she wore
with the paper bag carrying some yams for the uncle,
She was on time to board a bus to
the city,
The first time in a moving house.
He picked her at the station,
He was a gentleman,
At list he was,
She was wowed by the tall
buildings,
The uncountable cars,
The unconcerned people that she
said hi to,
This was a journey in dreamland.
They walked fast,
She couldn’t trace her way back,
A little too many turns,
They didn’t even stop for lunch,
He was taking her to his place,
She was to join some collage,
That’s what she thought.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
A beautiful lady opened,
They were welcomed well,
Her uncle had a beautiful wife
one for the town,
They talked for a while and he
left for work,
She could smell success following
her.
That’s the last she saw of her
uncle,
She was being taken to work as a
house maid,
Confused and she is never paid,
The woman who welcomed them now
her employer,
She pays the uncle for her work,
She now wants to go back,
She is a run away who cant find
her home.
