Eh, the elder have spoken with one voice:
For these 7 sins must she be ex-communicated
Banished from our lands, cast aside from our shores
Mama Nkechi must go, yes, this evil woman must die!
Number 1 (Otu):
Long before there was Monday to Sunday
There were Orie, Nkwo, Afo, Eke
Of the four days in our calender
She chose to be born on Eke day
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Day 9. NaPoWriMo- Celebrate Poetry, All Month Long!
There are many days yet ahead for bowing
Many days gone past for crying
But not today, today, I will not bow
Today, I shall be born and my mother will not weep
When she beholds the folds between my thighs
And my father will not stare at her with accusing eyes
Yes, today, my father will not hiss out loud;
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