by Chinua Ezenwa-Ohaeto featured in Issue 1 of the raffish
Let's talk about her: The girl who lost her name Between the thighs of some boys who caged her, The girl who can't always afford alwaysbecause her purse isempty as night, The girl who doesn't know the name to Give the child nobody wants, The girl who only sees girls in her eyes.
Let's talk about him: The boy who lost his name In the trials of boyhood, The boy who only knows a kind of love, The boy who refuses to say his pain Because he is afraid of being shamed, The boy who died on the journey of finding purpose. Let's talk about them: The children who lost their playground To bombs and shrapnel, The children who lost their parents to Unemployment and then know hunger, The children thrown into the dark and touched in soft ways, The children who just want to smile, play and know childhood.
Let's talk about power The thing the draws a line between us, The thing the erases humanity and embraces inhumanity, The thing that makes one god enough To forget purpose and service.