Take Responsibility For Your Fuck

The husband keeps getting you pregnant.

And every fuck keeps scoring like a Ronaldo.

"I no fit say no to my husband." You bleat.

Which husband?

Health center is here, go and do family planning, you no go!

I am not saying say no to your husband when he wants to do.

After all, you both are cut from the same cloth.

But you are poor, must you be dumb too?

You spread your legs every night, every day and fall pregnant.

Las Las only you will carry one on the back and hold two in your left and right hand while two follows behind... meanwhile one more is growing inside your belly.

Absent husband!

When he finally shows up.

He will give you #1k, squeezed and rumpled for daily feeding for a family of 8?

My husband go leave me for another woman if I no gree do.

Is it a bad thing for poverty to leave you?

Some women, preeq is the cause of their wretchedness.

They were poor before but at least not wretched.

But now they are wretched because of preeq.

Take Preeq away from the equation early enough, and they might rise from their poverty.

But leave them with Preeq, and before you know it, 6 children drops and wretchedness is added to the poverty.

Lack of planning.

No formal education

No skills

Just big breasts and big ass.

Some people did not plan to have kids.

Kids just happened.

I’m on the bike and I’m looking at the okada man carrying me.

I can trace his grey hair on his old sweaty suffer head.

The smell from his coat is strong enough to kill a giant.

I can imagine him going home at night to 10 children.

To a woman who hawks pure water.

He will come back and fuck her brains out.

I was coming from work one day, I saw a child of 3 with another child maybe 1, still crawling, holding 50 naira when suddenly the mother called the boy’s name from a small fence and asked where he was going to.

The child of 3 answered that he was going to buy biscuit.

"Who give you money?"
Mama shouted

"Na one mula(mallam)

So by this time I had passed them but suddenly, I heard thunder strike only it wasn't thunder.

It was a slap.

It was so loud it stopped me dead on my track.

That was not a normal slap.

That was a slap of poverty.

A slap of pain.

A slap of frustration, hunger, hate and wretchedness.

I turned just in time to see him shriek and scream so loud.

Water came out from my eyes for him.

I was touched.

Why

Because he wanted to spend the #50 naira they dashed him.

#50 ohhhh!

I looked at the boy in pity and the mother with venom.

If I could spit poison, I would spit in her eyes.

If I could bring out laser from my eyes, I would melt her.

Why bring kids to this world if you can't train them?

Why produce children like rabbits if you can’t feed them like the mother hen?

I see poor people celebrating the birth of another child and thanking God.

Newsflash…God didn’t give you that child!

Sex did!

God won’t feed and train the child for you.

Take responsibility for your fuck

I say take responsibility for your fuck for Chrissakes.

It's Christmas in the 21st century

Why will people still breed like rabbits.

If you can’t train one why born 10?

Christmas is around the corner and while some families are thinking of the country to travel to for vacation,

Or the designer clothes their kids will wear...

Or the foreign cuisines they will eat….

Another family somewhere is thinking of the family to go and beg rice and ponmo...

Another is praying that the rich family will give them their old last year Christmas clothes.

And another is pregnant for the 7th child in a face me I slap you house.

Another just wants a piece of chicken because the only time they eat chicken is in weddings, burials and Christmas!

Take responsibility for your fuck.





Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne