Oga The Law
In the service of Themis
Minister in the Temple of Justice
But…
You were not there
When He mud-filled the sonority of my voice
And held my breath of life
Between the ten fingers of His giant hands.
The starless weeping night
The groaning grasshoppers
The creeping crickets
And the nocturnal nightingales
Were nature’s available witnesses
Who watched me drowned in the mud of His sexual violation.
Oga The Law
In the service of Themis
Minister in the Temple of Justice
But…
You were not there
When He stole my purity in split seconds,
My chastity in gruesome seconds,
My virginity in horrendous seconds,
My immunity in traumatic seconds.
Like a lamb being dragged to the slaughter house,
He cupped my neck in His monstrous hands
He smothered my breath with his iron palms
He crippled my joints with bites and blows
He stripped me off my modesty with disdain
And in the depth of that lonesome night,
He injected me with white penile poisons
Till I was half-dead, soaked in blood and mud.
Oga The Law
In the service of money and honey
Minister in the Temple of Tricks and Technicalities
But…
You were right there
During that moment of His unequivocal self-remorse,
When He cried me a river of tears and oceans
And solicited my forgiveness and God’s,
Claiming it was all the influence of Beelzebub.
But..
You were right there
In the company of His Dames and Dons
And your piles of books like crooks,
On your dusty table like a stable,
When He offered me a mammoth cheque,
In exchange for his adventure of blood,
Claiming it was all the influence of Shaytaan.
Oga The Law
In the service of money and honey!
Minister in the Temple of Tricks and Technicalities!
Emissary of lucre and sugar!
Twister of relevant facts and admissible evidence
Concealer of truth and material witnesses!
Gravedigger that buries Innocence
In the depth of the Seven Seas of Guilt!
I guess…
…that is why you dug deep into my traumatic wounds
To break me during that cross examination!
…that is why you took a drilling ride on my remote pains
To maim me during that cross examination!
….that is why you shot unceasingly at my crumbled heart
To ridicule me during that cross examination
And re- infect the society with a deadly disease
Without regards for ethics and Providence!
–Bolaji Ramos
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