Abuchi Onyema
Hue Glass House

Every day and night
In that unlit room of hue glass
Furnished with beautiful sorrows
Parceled, and badged marriage,
I was chained with a gold ring

Everyday father's a new trouble
Every night, a fist overnight
In that dungeon called alliance
Where I garnish in misery
Laying on thorns of nailed rough walls

Because of that sweet honorific
I was kidnapped and confiscated away
Clamped and sidelined in doom
With thousands of stretch marks
Tattooed by punch, and killer horse kicks

No dark without a forceful penetration
Within these rooms of abusive union
Holding me hostage like a jailbird
Wishing I unwind and be free again
But not without my ovaries

I regretted all my moves
My shorthand and indecision
Get me the papers; I'm ready
Haven't tasted sugarcoated juicy sap
I'd better be late than late
Divorce the only lifeline for me.