Bullets And Bastards

The sins of their fathers are all to blame

They kill innocents, set houses to flames

They blame the father that never fathered

Their consolation for those they’ve murdered


They tell you stories of child abuse

“I’m not an addict, I just use”

My life would have been much better

Only if I knew my birth-mother


They beat up ‘geeks’ at school

You’re such a ‘dork’ but I’m cool

They grow to become hooligans

It’s dad’s drinking and mum’s shenanigans


They’ll engage with girls of adolescence

And mourn about their lost innocence

That aunty that slept in their room

How virginity went too soon


They’ll hide behind the shame

Of a home without a name

They’ll blame it all on their family

Saying yes to every man’s “will you marry me”?


Is it okay for one to die?

Is it all right for one to kill?

Is it fine if your friend gets shot

And the bullets came from men called “bastards”

Tomi Olugbemi; Nov 2012

“bastards” in this context means without proper care while growing up, traumatized, e.t.c…..

A huge part of everyone’s human self is a direct or an indirect result of enviroment, family and hosts of occurences and circumstances. it’s no doubt that people fall short and make mistakes partly or largely due to traumatic experiences of life. That being said, personal pain is not an excuse to cause other people pain. One’s dissapointments, failures should be channeled into positivity in other people’s lives. Like almost everything in life, it is easier said than done but it must be done. A serial Rapist isn’t any less of a serial rapist because he was sexually abused. A hard pill to swallow maybe, a tad judgemental to the ears(not my intention) but it has to be said.


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