Dilemma

Walking by the riverside, Imagining dark eyes, Tiny fish in Blue Ocean, Crocodiles struggling to feed, Hippos in the deep, Waiting for the night to come. Emmanuel Monychol

Young Calypso suddenly appeared In her flying dress, Balancing a water jar – and singing. I tried to stop her just to say, “Hello.” The water jar dropped, water flooded the green grass Forcefully uprooting and clearing weeds back to river. Calypso’s voice rang: “Daddy! Daddy!

He has raped me.”

I saw gigantic hands Hold me by the throat. A man in uniform Manacled my hands.
Three years later
The man with gigantic hands died; he left a letter, Urging me to promise him A grandchild.