Maduka
At first I thought Isaiah Maduka was the only option I had,
Because age was no longer on my side,
What did I not do to make it work,
I endured his insults,
I do his laundry every weekend,
I cooked his food to his taste…
I mean to his taste.
In front of his friends he had shouted that my stew was salty,
But packed them to work the following day for brunch.
What did I not endure?
I thought I will be hopeless if I lose him,
So I clung tightly to hope,
Hoping he will change some day,
Whenever there is an important occasion in his life…
I am always forgotten unless I reminds him,
But he calls to remind me of his laundry yet undone,
His food yet uncooked,
Which he publicly criticize but privately enjoys,
All in a bid to humiliate me,
Yes…
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He forgot to inform me of his Thanksgiving party,
Yet he calls to tell me that he has an urge,
And so I had to contend with a man that has high sexual libido,
What did I not do?
When I noticed Isaiah Maduka was cheating on me with a woman old enough to be his grandmother,
I ignored or rather endured it,
Because I don’t want to spoil things for myself,
I knew I was being desperate but I refused to accept it,
And so I didn’t realize my worth until the day he asked me to leave his house in the middle of the night,
Yes… I realized my worth when I pleaded with him to get me a pain relief and he said he got no money,
Yet he got pairs of lovely shoes for his woman friend on his way back and make sure I see them,
I realized my worth when he said that I am actually desperate for him,
I realized my worth over and over again when he abused my people and called me all sort of names,
I cannot do this for sure.
I quietly left,
No drama,
No quarrel,
No emotions.
Three months later I found my missing rib and I was surprised by how well I could be loved.
Now…
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