Butterfly

 I never thought I will be married this young

Or at all

You really want to know my personal story?

He was forty and I was fifteen

I was still trying to shape my life

I was looking forward to finishing school and travel the world

My uncles had a whole different plan in mind

They were looking forward to making money from me

It was nothing for me but everything for my uncles

They lured  me into marriage

So I took that little butterfly of a dream and put in a jar in a shelf

Try and protect myself?

I could not protect my mother

My uncles, the ones I call depraved

I call a spade, a spade

They took care of all their debts

My marriage helped send their children back to school

Dear diary

Have you heard tales of a strong man with a temper?

It was on a Sunday morning that my husband started forcing himself on me

Yes, marital rape

Yes, it exists and my bed is a crime scene, don’t you agree?

What do you think the police will ask me if they come?

Do you think they will confirm the connection between rape and marriage?

I can already hear my uncles say

“What do you think will become of our lives

And the members of the family around here?”

You heard me right, diary

I was somebody’s trained monkey 

You would not last one day here.