Category: African Immigrants in USA

The innocence of youth,

The ignorance of teenaged years

Melted the tender heart

As innocently, she looks into space.

Innocence is murdered!

Looking, but not seeing

As her peers filed past

The chattering,

The laughter,

Jolted her back to reality,

The reality of her situation.

Stranded in the middle of the road,

Her future kept on hold

For the unplanned life

Growing inside of her.

Oh, how she cried!

But, no one could hear her voice;

Lonely night, she has to endure

Not a single idea in mind 

How to find eromonmon for the “thing” 

Growing inside of her.

Innocence is murdered!

The nights and days seem longer;

The fetus neither knows its surroundings 

Nor cares about eromonmon. 

Innocence has to give way

And maturity overtakes.

A child gave birth to a child;

The heart is made bare

And replaced with a heart of stone

Never to love again,

And then the feeble mind yielded.

Innocence is murdered!

By: Napoleon Saigbovo