Once a treasured treasure, a vessel of honour
A version of immense pride
Yet losing my virginity
To bear an untimely pregnancy
Has given me such a wedlock ride
So I gave birth, not to stick to abortion as others do daily
Even though faith mistakenly brought my child and I together early
Leaving me no faith that ultimate to be legitimate
But at this tender age of mine I’ve been shut behind the marriage gate
Less of Oliver twist, I wanted to taste just a morsel of marriage
Yet the courage I carry as having a child strikes my courage
The courage of not being regarded as secondhand or inferior in the process of marriage
I’ve been tossed like the game of chess
For several men consider me as a mess
Childbearing before marriage in this diaspora is worse than committing a sacred offense
It is as if you are sitting on the devil’s throne
Especially when you are from a religious home
You’re not just being tagged #born one in essence
You become the subject of laughter facing severe public nonsense
“She’s born one” your story will be on all lips and existing articles
But it wasn’t my fault too love on the wrong side
so why is society burning my desires and causing my dreams to forcefully hide
It always not a desire to be a victim of what I call a date rape
Why then has my destiny been tired with a mere rope?
Why have I been rejected by religion and the entire society?
Why have been ejected from the house as if I’ve committed a calamity?
So now the streets has become my living and holistic entity
Lewdness and harlotry has become my new identity
Just and just because I have an extra mouth to feed
Just because I have to survive and provide for our daily needs
So to choose to labour from dawn to dusk
As if my life has come to an end
Then I’ll be a slay Queen or a prostitute in the dark
At least is a normal trend
Or deny my child and claim to be a virgin
Just to be married to the innocent
So please endure the deception, for my hopes of tasting marriage is lost
Yet I have to survive at any cost