Poetry

Lianne Issa

By

Ngozi Olivia Osuoha

The Girl Child

For her to be in shape

Let none torture or rape,

For her to always perform

Let all teach and inform,

For her to be smart and wise

Let the world stand and rise.

Not the way she looks

But knowlegde in her books,

Not how she was born

But how to raise her horn,

Not to give her in marriage

For her to go or manage.

If we fight and bring her up

We would have filled her cup,

Then she could be her boss

Never to be on the toss,

That way, we have won

Then; she gives us a son.

What goes around

Never goes underground,

Let us love this poor child

And teach her to be mild,

Else, we breed a jungle

Where none ever could tangle.

THE GIRL CHILD IS A TREASURE

TOGETHER LET US PRESERVE IT.

Ngozi Olivia Osuoha

Ngozi Olivia Osuoha is a young writer from Nigeria. From a family of eight, including both parents she is the second daughter but fourth child. She read Estate Management and has some experience in Banking and Broadcasting.

She has published some works in a Liberian magazine, Ghanian news platform and an Indian poetry publication.

Many of her works have gone abroad for evaluation and publication. She wrote the longest poems/rhymes in the world, yet to be published. Writing is life.