BLOG#1- A Mothers Point Of View ( Asope Sokan)

A dead beat he was. What kind of man prides himself on jewels and fallen wives. I knew from the beginning that the man was no good. But how could I stop my young and naive daughter. So easily impressionable was she, so quick to hang onto every word that left his filthy lips. I watched him court her, bribe her heart, and fill her imagination with thoughts only a woman can imagine. I knew that I should have stopped it before it happened, but I like many other women knows that when a woman has made up her mind, that's it. My child was no longer a child, she was a woman, and like other women I had to let her learn on her own. The day my daughter called me, I knew it all. Call it a mother's instinct if you will, or call it good luck. I knew that my girl, my baby was in over her head. I must say that whether or not he was overwhelming her or for God's sake beating her, was a mystery to me, but I did know that she was uncomfortable. I didn't need to think much, before I knew it I was on my way, with one thought in my mind, " If he hurt her, he will die". What I found, I had already expected. I killed the man right away. No amount of jewelry could have made him look anymore than what he was that dreadful day, a devil. I saved my precious girl and her lover, I brought them bravery that only I could have shown them. I did what I had to do, and do I regret it? Hell no.