Shey, I announced the passing of my distant cousin last week
She was my age mate, and between both of us, we were the joint eldest
She was married to a scum who hid under the moniker of a man of God
I have seen pictures that made me sick. Pics of my sister in pain, festering wounds, all over her body, locked in a room with no professional care
I’ve heard a story so damming that I feel like taking the law into my hands
A husband locking his wife in the room with a stroke, a husband claiming not to have money to take his wife to the hospital, even with a dead baby in her womb
A husband collecting N250k from a sister to fly the stroke-laden wife back to Lagos, but putting her in a rickety bus for just N30k alone and to her devices on a torturous ride back to Lagos
I met him once at a house he lived in, but paid for by his in-laws, his big head shining in the hot afternoon sun
My sister is dead and cold, with the only relief being that she feels no more pain
And the faggot calling me and hoping for a condolence visit
May God punish him, may he die a more grievous death, may his eyeballs be plucked out of their sockets and fed to the cats and vermin that litter his path
Forgive me, Jesus, cos im not you and will not turn the other cheek. I have no other cheek
This will be avenged, this is no ordinary death, this will be avenged
Thank you
Duke of Shomolu
Last modified: December 3, 2025
