'Call me a Murderer' by Oguntoyinbo Motunrayo Favour

I saw him

Yes, the devil himself

Like flashback in a movie

The memories come back…

I was thirteen

He was twenty eight

Oh! Poor little me

If only I had known!

Like an evil Angel

I sought after him

He made me this

A woman with no dignity…

Until I punched his heart

With my shining knife

And left him groaning

All covered with his blood

Call me a murderer!

I dont care about tomorrow

This beast, I won’t let live today

Call me a murderer!

This poem was culled from poetry.wrr.ng

ALSO READ: A touching tribute to the missing Chibok girls by Lebile Melt Tosin