The age of the Lady is going up day by day while her body structure remains that of a child. She is said to be mature, but we can see nothing on her body to really justify that; no sign of puberty exists in her. She was born long ago–even before my birth–but still walking barefooted. I have been seeing her that way right from my tender age.
So her guardians organize costly parties to celebrate her birthday annually, oftentimes forgetting to get her a remedy, either traditional, modern or both, to her relapsing illness that has been hindering her growth to becoming like the rest of the Ladies around the globe. Not that they should not celebrate her birthday at all, but they should not make it so exorbitant where a lot of resources will disappear. The resources wasted on the event will not bring health to her; better if spent to treat and get her out of the ill-health she has been suffering from.
It, so much, worries me whenever September is pregnant because soon October is born. This oftentimes wakes up my sleeping grief. I will remember nothing than the Lady who was raped by white gangstars for donkey years. Her sensitive organs that were mutilated, her treasured dignity that was humiliated and spotless virginity that was helplessly taken away are freshly brought into my memory by the costly celebration of her birthday.
Bitter the memory of how the Lady was handed to the heroes of our land and how fatherly they did within such a short time of theirs to put the Lady under medication and recovery, those who really felt the pain of her humiliation. How I wish those boys in the green camouflage had allowed them a reasonable time! It is sad they did not! After their sudden and shocking passage, the Lady got into bedrooms of many trusted individuals who betrayed the trust given to them. If not because of how unlucky and sadly unfortunate this Lady was to have this sort of guardians, she would have been married and blessed with children and grandchildren living a peaceful and happy life.
What we see today is a sharp departure from their legacy. What we have today are people who satisfy their sexual urge on a Lady who is entrusted in their hands and kept under their watchful eyes. Happy Birthday, My Lady. May this added year come with a special blessing of solving your health issues.
By
Abdul Mutallib Muktar
1st October, 2019.

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