Beautiful clothes, latest phones, see these lovely shoes, even stunning wigs!
Wow I must have them! All my friends will bow with envy.
This is how lust and greed got me into trouble.
I must marry a rich and handsome guy
I am too expensive and beautiful for these poor boys.
Frank is good but doesn’t have money, will his goodness buy me a car?
Chris is rich but he is ugly, who wants to marry a gorilla?
Joe is average but he prays too much, will prayer provide what I need?
John is so rich, smooth and handsome, awww I just love him already!
Now the nights are lonely and cold
I look so worn and old
I have been bought like a furniture, a piece to decorate the home.
My wardrobe is filled with designer clothes
My room is littered with expensive phones, shoes and wigs.
But they all mean nothing to me
My body aches from beatings
My eyes are bloodshot from prolonged crying
Yesterday I was thrown down the stairs!
I felt something was wrong with him but I fell head over heels for his money, looks and the expensive things he bought me.
Help! Somebody help me!
God please.
I better keep my voice down for if he hears my voice
This might be the last you hear from me.
Please if you can, help me!
-Aaron Okoye
