My only hope was to gaze at the sun,
I hoped that a mantra would drop from sky but it seemed like a mirage,
I shouted and cried so loud that my voice lost its sound;
And my entire body was clipped firmly to the ground.
The gloomy utterances of my grandmother kept echoing;
I felt the poison of what seemed like an ancient curse.
Helpless I looked!
The blood from my hymen could not even plead for mercy on my behalf,
Neither did my perpetrator look at my helpless state to grant my body amnesty,
I sobbed passionately as he continued thrusting this dynamite inside my inner court.
He gave me the treatment I cannot even utter;
Not even an adroit poet can script it!
It felt like I had fallen into a shithole;
My neck could barely hold the heaviness of the universe on my feeble skull.
My fate lingers on hope,
And my life wants to eagerly taste;
The strangling power of the rope,
How I wished I could undo the monstrosity that banes me.
Somebody save me or I die!
Little did I know,
That the little strength left in me had traces of hope.
Rays of hope that can erase the past;
Rays of hope that has the ability to get rid of my old scars;
And redefine the real me, there is so much to achieve!
Such is life, it’s not all rosy,
There are bumps on the road
And they can be overcome by just a ray of hope.
So I choose to look up and not down; look in and not out; look forward and not backward,
Life is too precious to hang it on the pain of one gory experience.
I choose to linger my fate on hope,
There’s much to life than just a bitter experience!
Author: Priscilla Konadu Sakyi
