Evang Godspraise Igaga is a recently published author of the children’s book titled, “See Me, I am a Professor.” She is also a survivor of domestic violence and an inspirational writer.

He Kissed the Devil

Dedicated to all women who have been humiliated by the ‘ones’ that should protect them

Japhet Jakerson, for that, was his name; 

The tall fine man of Linpopo island.

The look of an angel, you won’t miss for him,

Calm, entrancing and humbling, if you may say;

Wickedness and cruelty, you would think is far from him.

Why,O why, Japhet Jakerson, why.

A pretty wife he did betroth.

Together in matrimony, they lived as one,

No one could tell, but somehow indeed,

He found his way to the devil’s hut;

And the love they had went down the drain.

Nice and calm, he seemed to all;

But hurlish and brutish,he was to her

Why O why, Japhet Jakerson why.

But hope indeed, Janet Japhet Jakerson hoped and feared,

Their love indeed would someday come

But, alas! My soul, it never did come.

Japhet Jakerson, a savage indeed he has become.

Too hateful for comfort she could tell.

Repugnant he became as the day went by

Why O why, Japhet Jakerson, why.

And one day the milk she spilled as she served him so

Off my way, he howled at her,

And let me have a fresh start at life.

Sad and broken, she stared at him;

Do you find me old, my Lord? she asked.

Off my way, you brawl old fool

Before I dash your face with my fist …

Why O why, Japhet Jakerson, why

As she bowed her face and cleaned the spill,

She whimpered and wailed as the tears flew on

My lord indeed the devil’s hut has been; what can I do, I cannot tell

He walked away, leaving her in tears

Why O why, Japhet Jakerson why

As the day went by, his hatred grew on

And one day in error, she banged the door

And the sound made Japhet Jakerson mad indeed;

Away you fool, he hauled his fist at her.

And when he turned for a second bout,

Down on the floor, the broken wife was,

In a pool of blood that was her own.

And out exclaimed, Japhet Jakerson,

Huh la la, gracious me; the devil indeed I have kissed

Why O why Japhet Jakerson why!

And on the door, a knock was heard;

And the morning after, Japhet Jakerson woke

From a floor so hard and a room so dark;

And  in utter despair, he exclaimed so loud;

Huh! La la! Gracious me, the devil indeed I have kissed!

… And so wept Japhet Jakerson on and on …

And from the court  to the gallow he went

And that was the end of Japhet Jakerson.

The man who kissed the devil so hard.

Contributor’s Bio

Evang. Godspraise Igaga holds a first degree in Education Social Studies from OAU, Ile Ife, and a masters degree in Counseling Psychology for Youths and Adolescents from the University of Ibadan. A recently published author of the children’s book titled, “See Me, I am a Professor.” She is a survivor of domestic violence and an inspirational writer.

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