Poems of Woman Scream Nigeria 2019

A WOMAN’S PLIGHT

(Obumanu Gift Boma)

I saw a woman

Abused, beaten, tortured, maimed and silenced

She kept quiet

Felt unimportant, hopeless, lifeless, and in nothingness

agony, pain, sorrow served in bitterness.

I saw a woman

Who had no choice

No voice

No right

No laughter

No freedom

Lonesomely lonely and frustrated.

I saw a woman

Who misfortune and disaster

Were her sleeping bed

Punches and tears her only breakfast

She screams and wailed

To no avail

Then she built herself

From the broken fragments of her ordeals

She found within her wounded soul

The courage to stand

To speak

To appeal

To demand

To scream

For justice

For equality

For independent

For freedom

She screamed!

Bio: Obumanu Gift . B. is a secondary school student of Shekinah Model Academy. She is currently in her  Senior Secondary Class Two. She loves reading, cooking and singing.

 

   

Love-Sent At Twilight  - Martins Deep

(i)

Mothers voice comes at twilight like a wayfarer that has snaked through famished paths;

A love-sent on snail back who set out at dawn stands before the cave that forbids the laughter of home

(ii)

I'll moan cuddled, she'll mourn cudgelled

by the guilt of standing up too early on her knees beside my mat

(iii)

My screams when pleasure is caught playing the masquerade

will toll the knell in the old cathedral for prayers

The moon those nights would hold a face as mother gazes heavenward telling of prayers

that lost their way to the ears of her God, and to my heart hedged about by hemp

...and twin brooks of tears would dribble down her cheeks fuelling her hope

I'll wish on the gash on my lashed back.

BIO: Martins Deep is a short story writer, editor, literary critic and a seasoned poet/spoken word artist. He is deeply consumed with touching hearts as words could travel through the arts. He hails from Delta State, Nigeria. He has his enriching literary works featured on tushstories.com, www.poetrysoup.com, www.allpoetry.com, www.stefnsylvester.com, and a book 'Flower Forever' by Joseph Atim. He is on his forthcoming poetry collections Woes Unspoken, Last Mile and Dance Of The Forbidden Tree.

 

I Scream For Me - Chikapen

A woman’s world dims in the presence of men’s brutality

Her dignity cracked and injured beyond endurance

Justice eluding innocence in phases of appeals with indirect death sentences

An immeasurable ill treatment of national and international standards

The likes of Margret Ekpo, FunmilayoRansome-Kuti, Mary Slessor whose facelessness became seen by the dignified people

Series of attempts to quench these furnaces of barbaric mutilation, early marriage, traditional widow’s rites and women trafficking

Indeed these punctured my volcanic heart even as a tailless cow

Though the blinded justice has suffocated some, yet I scream for me.

Woman And Much More - Tehillah

Don't you know you are a woman?

Label of inferiority stamped from birth

Chastity is feminine, so your virginity girth

Sacrifice your name,body and reason

Culture, tradition and society dictate my dance steps

I know I am a woman and more

Cos I womb the man and birth greatness

Suckle the mighty and nurture the weak

I know I am a woman and much more

My womanhood holds no hood over my head

BIO: Tehilah (IgweChinyere J) is a young woman who loves reading, writing, baking and cooking.