When our fathers were busy at the farm,
And our children were learning at school,
When our sisters were busy selling at the market,
Our mother was raped.

When our brothers went to war,
The day grandpa was found drunk at the palm-wine joint,
When grandma thought to make a call at Iyalode's hut,
Our mother was raped.

She was raped by the men who took her virginity when she was six,
The men who promised to pave our roads in gold,
The fork-tongued liars whose venom are harsher than the white man's whip,
The ex-Generals that yesterday wore military slacks but look just as smart in Agbadas,
They are the ones who raped our mother.

The men who swayed our kings and nobles by their craftiness,
The ones who promised to defend us against the terrorist,
The men who said they will bring back our kidnapped daughters,
I mean the men who promised that our voices will be heard -
Who said once they get to Abuja, our portion of the national cake will surely cease to elude us
They raped our mother.

Who shall deliver us from these rapists?
Our warriors have left our shores in search of greener pasture,
Our fathers are weak and can no longer go to war, all we're left with is their myth and legends,
Our watchers are fast asleep,
Our voices are fainting, even the echoes are long gone,
Our watchdogs are toothless, they bark albeit weakly but altogether cannot bite,
There is an abomination in the land,
Tufiakwa, Mama has been raped!


Adewumi Adedeji
Writes from Lagos, Nigeria
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