You could be anything
You should be anything
You can be anything
But you choose to be nothing.
You choose to be with a man that beats you and treats you like trash.
You choose to be with a man that ruins your mascara in a flash.
You choose to cry every night and beg every morning.
You choose to manage a man that does not love you.
You choose to wash a grown ass man's clothes because society and tradition added cloth washing to your job description.
You choose to travel hours to cook till your hands bleed for a man that will go and cut onions and boil meat for another woman.
You choose to drop your certificate and graduation gown, opting instead to tie wrapper and look after the children full time.
You choose to be nothing but a housewife.
You could be a queen.
You should be a boss.
You can slay a dragon.
But you choose to live like a dog with a he-goat.
You could be a manager with your skill and IQ.
You could be a Dr, PHD holder, MSc holder, HOD, GM, CEO etc
But you choose to settle for less just to be a Mrs.
You choose to settle for cooking eguisi soup every Saturday for somebody, somewhere, somehow.
You choose to be a shadow of your former self just to be accepted by in-laws and a society that will bury you if you drop dead and forget you in a heartbeat.
You choose to be insulted and ridiculed by your juniors and illiterate relatives, whose IQ is nothing compared to yours.
You choose to die in poverty and lack because you have been forbidden to work and earn.
But you chose that kind of life.
It didn't choose you.
And now you have the receipts handed down to you everyday as a reminder of your bad choices.
You choose to carry the weight of a cheating husband.
You choose to bear the agony and pain of an abusive marriage.
You choose to bow to patriarchy and suck the dick of misogyny.
You choose to ooze pity when you can ooze class.
You choose to be a mortal when you were born a goddess.
You could be anything, but you choose to be the kind of girl that will fight side chicks and go naked in public for a man that still lives in his father's house or a face me I slap you compound.
When you were born, a party was organized, tears were shed and prayers were made for you.
You were that important that the entire church prayed and blessed you at your naming.
Yet you grew up to fight for a man outside with another girl who on a norms will call you aunty.
Oh, if they could see your future on the projector in church, they will drown you than baptize you.
But you chose this life.
It didn't choose you.
You could be anything, yet you chose this nothing.
You can't outrun the quality of your spirit.
Until you become premium, you will rot average.
Your spirit needs to wake up else your body will never fly.
Remember, you chose this life so you can unchoose it too.
The power is in your choice.
You are the only one of you.
Choose well for you.
Choose this day which life you won't regret.
Or you will die with bad choices.
No one will choose better for you, only you can!
Remember, you are the only one of you so be the best version of you.
Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
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