FOLAKE'S PERIL

The Rape Of Folake

The Rape of Folake

Walking modestly
Clutching her lecture books in hand
And virginity in heart
Walking relentlessly
Trodding quickly on the sand
And spreading virginity on her path

Stalking closely,
A dangerous band
Watching her hips sway this way and that
Looking intently
With their loins hard
And all evil intentions in their heart

A look from the gang leader
And all got the message
They were already intoxicated,
So deeply inhaling their cigar
Turned them all savage
To sex the girl, they were dedicated

The girl walking faster
She didn't need a sage
For she herself had adjudicated
She is in grave danger
For walking through this lonely passage
At night when things are complicated

"Stop going out this late "
Her younger brother warned severally
"It is not safe for girls at night"
She retorted he doesn't know his mate
And while would he call her gender particularly
She remembered clutching her books tight

Moving faster so they won't catch up at any rate
Too late they had surrounded her circularly
She looked up trembling in fright
Their eyes, a terrible mixture of love and hate
She would have gone much early
She wished cursing her plight

Excuse me I want to pass
She said imperatively
And one of them grabbed her ass
Rather authoritatively

(Break in the rhyme)

The hands that touched her buttocks
Were hot like embers
So she was both ember-assed and embarrassed
She tried to fight. To struggle out.
But as she fought
The power she brought forth
From her fort
Was just one-fourth
Of their attack.

They wanted her body but she wasn't giving
So they would push her to give in.
Treating her body as a given,
They tore her clothes

Please she cried, take my money
No -They replied we want more nii
Yes and I'm giving it to you
No I'm talking about
Said he leader unbuckling his belt

Hold her hair, so she won't leave here
Ordered the leader

The leader drew down his boxers
Revealing his tail more than a Boxer's
Biceps
Threw her on the grassy and flowery ground
Pushing her from grace to grass
The girl picked used her file to cover her chest
As they say "a drowning man would hold unto a straw"
But they hit the file away
Proceeding to defile her anyway
And while she was on the flower, she was deflowered

Breaking her resistance
He tore her bra
Pressing her bosom
Like a hungry man moulds an akpu (Fufu) ball
But unlike one, her breast was bigger
And just like one, they were in soup.
He put his teeth on her tit and nipped her nipple

She more than a sex toy
Not food for horngry men
Her name is Folake
And she has an essential
She cried, she wept in silence
For a lifetime she would live with a traumatic presence
Like rape's hangover

They took turns
registering their disgust on her body

Ironic how the opposite
Of "come" is "go" and "went" is "came"
Yet one of them at the same time
Went into her and came into her
Sending little swimmers inside her uterus
Deflowering her to plant his seed
As they say, "an unused ground is the most fertile"
So she became pregnant

Her pride
Gone
Her virginity
Broken
Now she doesn't know what is worse
Is it her virginity is gone?
Or how it went?
Or by whom it left?

It should be the latter

They left her and ran away,
All five of them would forget the event once
The alcohol fades out

But Folake? No!
The bad breath and body odour of her rapists
Would always be a scar in her life

(Back to rhyme)

She shouldn't have gone for night class that day
She should have stayed at home
The highlights of it then
Is that on the 28th of may
She was raped to the bone
And Folake had her Hymen, broken by high men