Reflection on Perfect Guardianship and Childhood

4th in a Continuum of 6

Dominic Onyeji
Poetry Publication
3 min readDec 3, 2023

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My continuum of Short Stories were written in rhyming lines before I finally converted the entire prose into a historic movie script, entitled College Lucky Ducks. This is one of the Short Stories in the continuum of the unusual prose, written in rhyming lines.

James forgets not Anita and her indelible impact.
She triggers joy whenever he sits back in retrospect,
The sweet memories never cease coming to mind;
She is one very good thing his mind cannot rescind.
It obliges him highly to pay standing kudos to her.
She is a role model, an exceptional pace setter,
And he is so lucky to have her as a loving aunty.
She deserves to be celebrated as a model of charity

The two are related from the mother side.
Anita gives support to James in every way.
She is at large the real source of his pride,
And her memory in him will never go away.

Anita is not just an aunty these days.
She is a perfect guardian and mentor,
Having her tenderness recalling always.
James normally refer to her as a savior,

Whenever James thinks about Anita,
He thinks about a loving aunty in his life.
Anytime he sits back to think about Anita,
The thinking is about the tailoring of his life.

Anita took James from the dusk of mystification.
She did well to save him from deterring dungeon,
Bringing him into the light of the modern world.
She has been caring for him right from childhood.

James was left to face life, battling with wolves.
He was an impecunious lad in a benighted village
When Anita volunteered to keep his dreams alive.
He remains ever grateful, having her in his lineage.
His memories retains everything that happened
When Anita came to take him from the village.
The villagers watched with their months opened,
Seeing Anita that day riding in her royal prestige.

At that time, James was clocking the age of ten.
The Sun shone when Anita cruised into the village.
She arrived in a Toyota brand of Jeep from the town
And like in the Dark Age, poverty was a great challenge.

It was in the primitive period of the home town
When the rich used to be honored with lordship,
A point in time when cars were hardly seen.
It was rare to see a prestigious cars like Jeep,
And the car owners were more equal than others.
Those days, modern houses were very, very few.
The village was inhabited by peasant farmers,
And the poor livelihood gave men to feel blue.

The worst challenge for villagers was retardation,
Which usually caused people like James to sob.
There was battle between men and mystification.
The reason being that education was at the ebb.

In such a time in the small wretched village,
Anita offered to take James to live with her
And he was so glad, counting it as a privilege.
Anita came that day to visit her elder sister.
James knew she was wealthy, married to a baron.
He was rest assured by the migration to the city,
Regarding it as a workable step out of retardation.
Anita was like an angel sent to him by maternity.

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Dominic Onyeji
Poetry Publication

I am a Nigerian contractor. Writing is my calling. I bear philosophic pen power, serving as an explicator, poet and songwriter. https://sweet.pub/@onyeji.dsage