t. reflexion
t. reflexion
Mar 22, 2012

BOY SOLDIERS’ GAME

Some boy soldiers in pastime played
On seeing a pregnant woman
Then argued amongst themselves
On sex and gender of fetus
Unborn Liberian in the womb

One said to the other, pointing
It is a boy in there, I bet
Another countered, it is a girl
The debate reached a crescendo
They resolved to check out crudely

Insanity drove the dispute
Diminutive diminuendo
A double edge machete in hand
Sliced up the belly in cold blood
Killing the woman right away

Aha! You see, they said jointly
On seeing the bloody dead twins
We are correct, female and male.
The fate of many is like this
In the continent, Africa

About This Poem

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About the Author

Country/Region: NGA

Favorite Poets: Inspired by an article in an old manuscript

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