Village girl sorrows

For a life better and the money From village she a scurry Big Rich family from city offered Esther shelter and money..  house girl..  always dreamed of the city Happy picking peppers and onions at the market in the city... she cooks and cleans  press and irons the clothes..  mop their floors till it glows washing down 3 cars in the compound With a soapy sponge and a hose But they still talk down to her  and quick to push their nose.. husband's too touchy touchy she declined on what he proposed but wifey knows.. on every they own It almost came to blows  next day the wife beat esther and told her  If you ever use this washing machine again What I'll do to you only god knows There's no washing machine in the village..  So next time  Use a bucket in the compound  to handwash your clothes like   you used to in the village Sometimes she feels to runaway from home.....embarrassed to go back to the village so there's nowhere to go The almighty is her only sanctity and sanctuary he's the only one that can lighten esther's load So every Sunday  without fail to church she goes..  Pain time after time like lauper wifey's attitude self absorbed like  salty gari water Living the privillaged life in the sun  hows your heart so cold Pastor came plead Esther's case And he was told this family is prestigious  we don't sit and eat with pauper (nonsense) Call security and remove this foolish man of God from our home Pastor said it's ok I'll go..  you have allllll....these riches but you have no soul I just doesn't understand how treat someone like this who YOU invited to cater your home... so her small box room in the mansion On her single matress in tears  most nights esther eats alone..  city life village tears The grass isn't always greener on the other side.. lord knows... FOR A BETTER LIFE AND THE MONEY FROM VILLAGE SHE A SCURRY