Stephanie Linus Daily

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  • “You stole my joy, you murdered my happiness” – Amoaa Oppong-Kwakye

    I am a 22 year-old Ghanaian lady. I am a poet.

    After watching DRY, I couldn’t control my tears. I felt the pain of Halima. It was my first time of hearing about Fistula and I really want to help girls and women in such situation.

    Below is the poem I wrote, I dedicate it to all girls who go through such situation.

    CHILD NOT BRIDE
    Under the silvery stare of the moon,
    The children sat to listen to soul refreshing tales
    Beneath the starry blue skies,
    We smiled and laughed and galloped our ignorance of the world away
    It was in the nakedness of the breeze that I learned to smile my soul away
    And I enjoyed it; A perfect peace
    And out of the blue came the fifty nine year-old weary man, Alhaji (FUSENI)
    His defective smile exposing his cola nut stained teeth
    With a keg of palm wine
    And a saddened cow in hand
    That moment, every joy I have known turned to ashes in my mouth
    The very ground on which I stood gave me up
    The warm uterus I knew turned cold
    The strong arms that protected me slipped off
    Like garbage, I was disposed, abandoned, rejected,
    That night, my guardian had darkness for a smile
    My innocence forced out of my being
    I had tears for supper that night,
    That devastating, dismantling, smashing, shattering night,
    The stain on my body could not be cleansed
    I battled with unknown demons he possessed
    And as if by magic, he planted his seed
    On my tiny piece of fertile land
    I sat helplessly. watching my innocence slip away from me
    In the glare of the sun
    The moments I spent with my friends
    Crushing right in front of me
    I am just a child but you snatched my childhood
    You stole my joy
    You murdered my happiness
    You strangled my future right before my eyes

    I’m a child not a bride!!

    My body and soul and spirit and being
    You tortured
    When the seed you planted in me withered and died,
    You called me a witch
    You stole my joy, you murdered my happiness
    You strangled my future right before my eyes

    I am a child not a bride!!

    ****

    Thank you Amoaa for sharing this lovely poem. You described Halima’s pain so vividly with your words.

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    SL

  • Change Is Life…

    Time or fate may separate friends, lovers,
    But friendship or love that’s true will ever
    Thenceforth continue to live forever,
    True love conquers the odd with its power.
    As time passes by, things change with the time,
    Every moment, hour, day, month, and year,
    All things have their turn to change with the time,
    Life, time, and events change with the years.
    Everyone, everything, have a time and day,
    A time to change, end, begin a new day,
    Change is life, the course of life everyday,
    All things change, and we change with them all days.
    Only the Eternal one is constant,
    All things in the universe, inconstant,
    But despite it all, love is important,
    The world may change, but true love is constant.

    by Merlin Archivilla

    I feel the need to share this poem with you dear SL Fabz this morning. This is especially for those going through a major change in their lives. Have you recently started a new job, gotten married, had a sad breakup, lost your job, moved to a new city, lost a loved one…..?

    You may be overwhelmed by this new phase in your life and wonder how you’re gonna get by. I’d like to encourage you to stay strong. It’s gonna get better, maybe not right now, but eventually it will. Remember that despite it all, love is important. The world may change, but true love is constant.

    Have a splendid weekend.

    SL