Run away

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.