Letter From The Villageress🧖

Look at something
When you point a finger at someone
Three turn to look at you
I came to the big town
I knew that things would get better
But you were right
I am a village person woman
Amn’t I ?

When hunger started to eat me
People came to my aid
They cut me some drinks
And they asked for debt payment
Yes I am a villageress
Amn’t I ?

I couldn’t come home with empty hands
So i joined those who sell MTN chips
We sold almost the same thing
Just that i sold mine when they were about to go home
That is when market is sweet.
Today i grind ponce and wear hills in the evenings
They call me srayqueen. You are not my class
Did you say I’m a villageress?
Ah is my money dirty?

_ Winniefred Frederica Gbemuotor

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