There is a part in Things Fall Apart that stays afresh in my mind The part that says… ”he called you father” and i thought of you Uncle; After Okonkwo killed Ikemefuna; what a betrayal…. I called you uncle; I respected you Yet you killed me, just like Okonkwo… you betrayed my trust I was a child; innocent as the word could be All that filled my mind then was lollipop, pink and cartoons You were older; as lustful as the word can be All that filled your mind was lust, lust, me I always wanted to hang out with you You always wanted me to sit on your laps Fine!!!I enjoy your company; you enjoy mine I called you uncle; when I felt your bump I asked questions; you said it should be our little secret Mum had said, that was my “special place” But you claimed it; you said it was okay I smiled even though it was painful; after all you were my uncle I called you uncle… Ikemefuna called Okonkwo “Father”; yet he was killed Even if he was to be killed, it shouldn’t be by his “father” Now, I am older; all that fills my mind is unanswered questions Feelings of rejection, low self-worth… Why did it have to happen? What did I do wrong? I didn’t dress skimpy...did I Uncle? I didn’t deserve it…not from you After all….I called you UNCLE…
Claim: Originally written by Nigerian Fiction Member 220 - Keke
Nigerian Fiction Title 93
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