Awero

      She was lowered into the earth,and was embraced by its brown, shiny arms in a loving lock. She was gone,never to be seen again.

   Aishat remembered,she had warned Awero severally to avoid this man,yet she refused. 

  Awero wore the bruises like a medal and always made excuses for him,he loved her,he was only angry,that was how he knew to express himself best. Oh Awero look! where has it ended? you seize to exist.

    Please my friends,if ever you are in a relationship that makes you make excuses or cry,let go.

 

Support the Writer

Enjoyed this article? You can support the writer with a voluntary donation.

Your donation supports Ocheje Amarachi Grace

Minimum donation: $2.00   •   90% of the donation is allocated to the writer after the LodPost commission.

Enjoyed this article? Stay informed by joining our newsletter!

Comments

You must be logged in to post a comment.

About Author