Baba, Let Her GrOw

A Baba from the motherland,
Holds his daughter’s hand so tight.
Fearing she may lose her way,
Yet keeping her from taking flight.

Her body grows, but her mind stays still,
For all she’s known is Baba’s will.
A love that cages, without a choice,
A life where silence drowns her voice.

—AGOKOGA