Under the Mango Tree

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Under the mango tree

She waited until night fall

Very close to their favorite wall

She waited for his love call

And she heard nothing, nothing at all

 

She tried not to remember

But the day was in November

The same month he met her

When he came newly, as a corper.

 

 

He strode into the village in his khaki

His beauty like the fabled Fulani

 She wanted to be his houri

 From then, all she wanted was lamidi

 

He taught her all about lust

Feelings, she thought were lost

She forgot all about her husband’s trust

Giving her all, to take every thrust.

 

How they all despise her

Women spat when they passed her

Every foul name they called her

Is it her fault that he had loved her?

 

 

He promised to take her away

Back to the city where he had his way

Where they would live on his pay

Where even the gods don’t have a say

 

So she waits at the mango tree

The place he made them three

Now she and his child free

Her emotion in turmoil she wants to reel.

 

He has gone

Her burden she bears alone

To her husband must she atone?

Who can blame her if she has a heart of stone?

 

Note: i am Nigerian most of my poems are culturally related. hope you enjoyed this

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