You are blind.
You claim to have eyes
Claim to have spectacles, designer.
But you do not see
Those myopic eyes do not see the tears she sheds
Her tear-stained cheeks go unnoticed
Neither do you pay attention to the way her skin crawls when she is approached by men
Do you not hear?
You claim to have ears
Even claim to hear the voice of The All-hearing One
You are deaf
Deaf to her cry for help
Her sobs, no longer silent, that fill the air
Laced with pain
You do not hear the sound of her wail when the pain becomes unbearable.
Do you not smell?
The putrid odor of stale urine
Caused by premature birth
For she was given as a wife when her mates were seated in the classroom
and forced out a bay when she was herself still a baby.
You do not perceive
the corrupt smell
from a corrupted vagina.
You do not know.
You have not tasted the bitter gall of pain.
Do you not feel?
You claim to be kind, compassionate
But you have the heart of the devil
You look into those eyes of hers
Eyes filled with sorrow and death
She smiles back at you and you do not notice the crack in her smile
You hug her and do not realize that her aura is fading
Will you stand by and watch as she is reduced to nothing? The Nigerian female, both woman and child, are harassed, molested and abused countless of times. She is your mother, your wife, your sister, your aunt, your niece. She is your friend, your neighbor, your classmate, your colleague. She is the woman down the street, the girl that has a smile for everyone. The girl with political ambitions. She is you.
Respect the female gender.
Protect the Nigerian woman.