A CAPTIVE NOW OUTCAST

CAPTIVE NOW OUTCAST

Oh! A solitary mother
Or a misfortune lad
I passed through
Many hard moments;
That scattered the memory
And shattered the history
Hardly one erase
As inscriptions surfaced a stone
Boiling in me.

Newly introduced disaster
Into the hand we fell victims
Happened in a reverie but
True and not pen-peeling
Crafting either

I remember when and how
All were darting for escape
But all of no avail
Chasing in daring
Mothers throwing children
Children vacanting the arms
Like herder and animals
Both escaping the destroyed farm
Owner

Terrible wind swayed the peace
Living society
Now a war-like village
Skirts and trousers
Amidst the epidemic nighmare
Sky echoed the mixture
Of melancholy
Constantly flooding
The poor ears
Madly in fright
I ran through the swirling dust
All splashed with mud
And blood took over
The sight
The effort defeatedly in vain

Women all in tattered cloth
Disorganized by fear
And terribly unkempt
Herded up like cows
No!
Beyond
For the herdsman leads
Guides and protects
To home or a river of green bank

The men were finished
The invaders happily celebrating
The victory
Were we captives?
Two before us to take either
Marriage or booty?
Former would do
If all one must do

Captives tested more
Slavery in multiples
Oh! Some went through number
Of rapes mercilessly,
Everyday not a day
Crying through night losing hope
In the day

They massacred yesterday
Today defeated and cleared
We are to home again
In me unwanted seed
What a nostalgia!
I finally made a fruit
Unwanted?

Society didn't accept me
Family too
What will be
Of both ill-fated mother
And the destined child
I stood for all
Love foolishly kept me
Fit for the blame

Seventeen old in dilema
A captive now an outcast
And I love the child.
By
 FARFESAN WAKA