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November, 93

Twas like every November before it, But this one came with an air of uncertainty, For the drums of celebrations had halted in may. When Owen celebrated his second birthday. Fate was finally smiling at Evbareke Those around her had thought, For indeed she, the child whose mother abandoned just nine months after her birth. And left in the care of her sick father, Aged grand mother, Family members who cared less For her existence. Had grown to become a beautiful girl, Whose nature was fair, Like the back of a ripe alimo fruit Which falls bountifully in the Month of March. She, the girl whose childhood Was characterize by total neglect and Destitution had out of nothing found favour, In the eyes of a decorated soja man. Fast forward to 1989. Her civil servant father died of an eerie Circumstance; a live fish was removed From his stomach. Her life regained some sanity when The soja man married her, Immediately after Her father's burial. He had promised to stay with her forever And make her happy. But nightmares also do come to pass. Oga soja had a first wife at home,who discontinued child birth after two children. Her every action brought doom To every one that crossed her path. Fast forward to August 93, The pressure from oga soja's first wife Became unbearable, but oga soja in his kind Nature, comforted her. After all, she has given him Three boys with another one on the way. Death would strike again But this time it came in form of a mere cold. A cold that started on a very hot afternoon All means and measures to quell the cold were abortive. So death was inevitable, It came that morning when oga soja told her to Forgive him because he had worsen her plight. "Look after our children" were his last words. That November she was told to marry Oga Soja's younger brother, Who promised to cater for her And her children. She refused and decided to go her way And raise her children all by herself. Interjection; Do not take it too seriously Life will happen to her and her children, Who defied all odds to live a good life. And when she is asked what her biggest Regret in life is? She would say November 1993. Godwin Henry Osaigbovo (Pa Shakespeare)

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