HEART-LESS.
striking damsel, who won't call her a beauty queen?
What a sleek, gorgeous human being!
The most appealing of all the ladies,
When she walks past, even the birds sing her praises.
Her type must never settle for less,
You must be monied and like the peacock dress.
Her taste feeds on barons with palace like cars,
Not some gentle men she calls gold-diggers.
New yoke today, Malaysia tomorrow,
A big enemy in the face of sorrow.
In continental clubs she wine and dine,
Until one day she dined in the shrine.
Alas, caught in the tiger's nest,
She peers at the spear that must pierce through her chest.
Her screams and wail defined her pains,
But this only pumped strength into their veins.
Heartless, What will she tell her pilot?
What about her poor mother, seated by the pot?
How should her father contain, that his dear daughter,
Is the fragmented body, laying in the gutter?
_Dhesteenee.
Destiny Uko is a 200 level student of English Language at the University of Abuja. She is a composed writer and poet.
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