Monday, 5 February 2018

CAPTURED





You lied!
You are a liar!
How quickly I fell
How high the fall
How dare you lie so beautifully?
A cunning thief you are
Disguised in pretty clothes
And a sweet accent
Oh, I fell!
For your lies
I fell!
You lured me into your web
You spoke about greener pastures
Painted pictures so enchanting
I was deceived
By your promises and tales
I put my needs ahead of logic
I let my desire for a false freedom
Lead me into captivity
What a fool I was!
Captured I was not
But captured I am now
I’ve been chained
Chained in a land I know not
Chained to a bed I know not
Sold to give pleasure to men I know not
The days pass by
 I treasure them not
My choices, I despise
My life, I hate
My captor, I detest
Freedom!!!
Where art thou?!
Bring me back those days
Those days I had it all
But wanted more
Send a note to my mama and papa
Tell them I love them
Tell them I was scammed
Tell them I miss them
Tell them I’ll be back home soon
Soon?
If wishes were coins
I would have bought my freedom
But here I am
Enslaved by the devilish schemes of my captor
My master
He holds a whip!
Pray for me!
Pray for me!
He is coming soon…no…
He is right at my door!
Please, pray for me!
My captor is the devil!




By Sylvia Chika
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