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"ÀPÈKÉ IS A BAS#ARD" By: David O. AKANO





Apeke is a bastard!
The daughter of the orange tree
That seduces clubs and stones champion
To harass her mother.
The one begotten with killing pains
At the virginal of her mother
The mixed child of the ward.

Apeke is a bastard!
The child that has her ear on her hand
And her stubbornness infuriating the cloud.
She who forgot her listening ear at the
Forbidden river that her kinds take their
Bath in turn before coming to earth.

Apeke is a bastard!
I heared she should have been menstruated away,
I learnt she should have been washed away,
Because she had dragged her parents rightly
Into the mud of mess created by her insanity.

Apeke is a bastard!
They said her mother went in with their
Gateway when the lizard had approved
To assume post.
I learnt she jumped the fence at a point
Cus she wanted to burry her secret behind the fence,
I learnt she even went to the market
Without a pin piercing a part of her cloth
And we learnt that this same
Apeke, is a bastard.


Artwork Via: Ramatiafrica

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