Abortion: Wait! Think!
The burial is today.
A very unceremonious ceremony indeed. A bland wooden casket. In it lies Bimpe Adeoti, 19 years old at her last breath. Everybody is uniformly decked in black. Her mother is too weak to stand, and so she sits on a chair. Her eyes too swollen to cry more, her heart too broken to care less.
Her father stands with a bland expression, hands crossed behind his back, probably pulling on all the manliness he possesses to keep emotions at bay, every now and then he shakes his head. Bad enough not to have a male child and even worse to lose the only child at her prime.
The procession comes to a close and the super-brief ceremony is concluded, the dust cycle completed, now the grass can grow in peace over the grave, watered by the tears of loved ones.
If only her parents could hear her, her cries; see her, her shame.
Shes on the queue of judgment, lined up directly behind the baby she had just murdered. Poetic justice?
She is dead and he’s still walking the earth. She is scared stiff of the judgment of heaven about to be pronounced, he is stalking his next prey, afterall life must go on. Was it worth it?
ABORTION! Please be wise. Please think it through. If you are old enough to throw caution to the wind and skindive be old enough (and sensible enough) not to risk your life in taking a life.
Ekiti State, Nigeria.
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