….continued from last week
“Show a little for them to feed their imagination. It’s alright for boys to catcall you, it only shows they appreciate you.”
Let’s assume that those who are scantily dressed pass across the wrong message, though I have my reservations, but it’s not my focus right now. I would like to know what happens to the little girls with little clothes just their perfect sizes, being led into corners, where they are taught that kneeling is not only done when one prays or are being punished; where they are being taught that it is alright to put things into their mouths that should never be there?
What about those ones fully clothes, not passing across any message being led to corners where they are taught that it is never a bad thing to open their heavens too early, even to devils dressed as angels?
Those who have been told different things in the house of prayer, forced to stay away from whom with which their hearts and souls connect are forced to wait for the “ones” with whom their forevers are?
What about those with shattered dreams, solely denied because they did not bounce when they were born?
What about the girls who are forced to play the second fiddle? “No! You can’t be too successful, else no man would take you home.”
Those who are seen as too ambitious, as threats to men who are supposed to be examples?
What about the ones forced to grow up so fast because a spoilt-rotten uncle/father couldn’t keep himself and the curious neighbour/cousin couldn’t stop himself from exploring and exploiting and later presented himself as the one who found Messiah first?
What about the ones under appreciated, overworked and underpaid? What about the ones burdened by the way their generation is quickly deteriorating?
What about the ones who have given up? Those who have locked themselves in their earthly containers with no motivation to move on?
How about the ones forced to live with memories that the hardest sponges cannot scrub off their minds? The ones who loved a little too much and received a little but lesser than less?
The ones who notice everything, but never say anything
“Remember, you are to be seen, not heard. Do not take the attention away from men”
What about the ones forced to put out their lights, because they wouldn’t agree to being defiled?
What about the ones who come off as being strong because they have mastered the art of masking their pain?
Those who seem strange because they think differently and stand for what they want and believe in?
What about those being suppressed, repressed, oppressed, who eventually become depressed because they think they aren’t good enough and would never be?
Adetutu is a Writer and Poet. She is studying English at Bowen University.
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