RAPE
Thus the bird narrates “Yesterday on a cozy afternoon, I was on this same tree, having my afternoon meal as usual from this same fruit. Everywhere was dry of humans and I think school children must have gone to school and most parents are already at their places of work. Just some few moments after I must have had my fill and was about to retire to my nest, I heard a tiny voice from the window adjacent to this tree. “Please Bro. Philip, stop touching my breast, am not feeling comfortable with that and I will tell my mom when she comes back” I widened my Auricles so as to hear all the sounds emanating from the window. There came the tiny voice again “Brother Philip, stop touching my pants, I will shout!”. “If you shout or tell your mummy, I will tell her that I caught you having sex with a boy and that you are trying to lay it on me because you knew I would tell. I will tell them that you came naked to my room and asked me to touch you. You know that nobody will believe you. I am a well-respected Christian brother and everybody knows that. You better stop being childish and allow us have this nice pleasure.” Came the deep voice. “But Brother Philip, I am still a child na, I am 11 years and 3 months and besides, my Home Economics teacher said that nobody should touch our private part or have sex with us. She said sex is for married people.” The tiny voice said once more. “Did your mother tell you that?” the deep voice questioned but this time, in a soft way. “No” the tiny voice answered. “You see? Your teacher is lying” the deep voice replied. “But don’t tell your mother what am about to do to you, it will make a big girl. If you tell her, I will kill you” he threatened. “Brother Philip please…. Please…. Pleas… plea… plea..” the girl cried as her voice died down. I heard nothing else. And I left because there was nothing I could do to help the poor girl.
So tell me, who is bad, the man or I?”
My jaw dropped, the balls of sweat on my body grew bigger and hotter, my eyes widened, my balls seemed to have also deflated, I could hear the girl crying as if it was happening then. I could imagine the whole incident. What a poor girl. I dropped the stone in my hand and in utter speechlessness, I left the small farm. From that point till I got home, all my thoughts on the way were hovering around what I heard from the little bird. The mother in all her thinking will be seeing her child as an innocent and undefiled treasure just like the Paw-Paw owner, without knowing that her child has been defiled. What if the young man continues with this evil act on the girl over a long period of time, what do you think will become of the little child as she grows?
She will end up becoming a sex addict and as a result, she might not have a good relationship in her marriage, she will end up seeing men to me disgusting and will never respect or trust any man, not even her husband. One man can’t satisfy her because she has been bridled with something that she can’t easily let go of. She can go as far as paying any guy to have sex with him. This same girl might be doing very well in her career in the future but her sexual life will always be a cancerous quagmire in her life, a part that will always break her decisions and goals, a big set-back and something she will always wet her pillows with tears on. The young man on the other hand will go free without getting punished by the law. But all thanks to Karma, everyman must pay for whatever he has done. What a world?
Hmmmmm!!!!!!! What a catastrophic disaster, a tsunami that will soon eat up the victim, a root that can grow so deep into the soul and might prove impossible to uproot. I hope this gets to you because I can’t but imagine how bad and pained this young girl must have felt, how damaged she would become and the dirt that will follow her trail just because a man wants to satisfy his 5 minutes pleasure on a little innocent girl. After the cum comes what? After the rape what next? Am asking you, I mean you, the young man that is planning to rape someone. You better stop now!!!
The greatest pain any woman can feel is not the pain of child birth neither is it the death of her child. These two occurrences are very painful so to say, but a woman who has been made to believe that she is insecure, vulnerable, without help and hope is the bitterest of them all on planet earth. The pain that comes after rape is so extreme that most times the victim ends up living with such pains for the rest of their lives. It is an act that has left great potentials in shambles, destroyed young minds and has exposed some to great addictions that has so much burn into their sub-conscious so much that it can be likened to a disease that has got to the bone marrow. A cancerous infliction, an epidemic that tends to alter the moral and the entire throughput make-up of the victim, a virus to the soul, a crack on the wall, a busted bile that corrupts the meat, a broken mirror, call it whatever you like, it is purely the worst thing that can ever happen to anyone, yes I mean anyone both genders included. What then is left of a fruit that was cut before its ripe and left that way? It starts rotting from the point of the cut, that very spot becomes useless, uneatable and unattractive. Though It is still a fruit per say, but the cut will make it become one with a scare, one even with all the sweetness that it has inside, the shinning colour that captivates and makes one salivate, still has in it, a very bitter part that can’t be taken away. A part that will sure reduce its cost in the market, a part that makes it look inferior, a part that the final and rightful consumer will always tend to avoid, the corrupt point, the Bermuda triangle of the fruit. This fruit can also be likened to that person you have raped, that person you are currently molesting or that person you are planning to rape. What then do you gain from forcing yourself on someone when there a thousand women out there that can satisfy your sexual urge for a little penny? And so I dare to ask, why do we take that which we can take by love, by force?
Over the years, cases of rape have been reported worldwide with the stats growing rapidly and the major victims being the females. In most cases, the girl child is the principal victim. Young girls as young as a two months old baby are always being defiled on daily basis with their parents having little or no knowledge of it. Most ladies you see in the streets, in your working places, in your church even at various clubs with happy faces, have in one way or the other been molested or even raped. This has been the cause of the greatest trauma women has ever faced. Emotional Trauma of the highest order. Often times this leaves the victim with double personality; One that is industrious, strong and a pure humanitarian and the other one that is a great slave to something he/she can’t get rid of.
Come to think of it young man, how do you feel when you touch her and she says “NO”? How do you feel when you try to force yourself on her and she begged you to stop? She cried, she told that she was a virgin, you know it down to the core that she has been protecting that for years, you know it very well that the small girl has no knowledge of what you are about taking away from her, she shed tears with pain, but you continued, your erection was directing you, your direction and attention points only towards that hole in between her thighs. You have just taken her pride, you are now happy and fulfilled. Where has your conscience gone to? You have forgotten that you could spend 14 years or the rest of your life in prison after the act. Have you asked yourself what will become of you if the girl dies in the act? No, your urge and erection won’t let you. The damage a single rape can cause to a young girl or a lady is more intense than the effect of an earthquake. A bad woman leaves with her, a bad generation, she destroys any being that comes her way, she is more poisonous than the venom of a snake, more intense than the scorching effect of a sun, more turbulent than a wide wind, more disastrous than a hurricane and more dangerous than a whole terrorist group, etc. I can continue to say more and more, but for the sake of pen and paper, I have to stop here.
Please dear parents, teach our boys and young men to respect a lady and her choice, train our young girls to grow confident in you so as to be able to confide anything whatsoever to you. Please teach us very well. Teach our girls to be descent and go after their life goals. Stop raping our daughters, our girls, our sisters, our girlfriends, our wives and our mothers. The pain and damage you will inflict on them is unimaginable. They are not toys to be played with. They are precious, though hard to understand but they are full of sweetness if you try to understand them. Treat them well because they are the once that will nurse our children for us. Do not push them to the state of nursing our children in pain and anger of what was inflicted upon them. Our children will grow to follow their steps more than ours. If you make them addicts, our children will become addicts, pained souls and bunch of sane morally declined individuals.
And young girls, please learn to be polite, learn to inform you parents and higher but trusted authorities of any form of molestation, threat or rape, learn to dress neat and moderate, stop wearing seductive attires. An Igbo proverb said that “He who fetches an ant-infested firewood should be ready for a feast with the lizards.” Learn to respect yourselves and be independent. Shun rape!!!
From your very good friend, ANYANWU CHIDIEBERE EMMANUEL (ACE)
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I stand against rape!!!