So this is my first post of 2017! Extremely late, I know. I’ve been so busy with exam preparations (this is my last year before I get the LLB, God willing), that so many other plans have had to take the backseat. I’ll do what I can to get back on track…
Anyway, just to mention: I should get to work on a new series soon, and I’ll be putting up stuff about what’s going on the GH spoken word fraternity. I did make it an intention to pay a lot of attention to the audio side. And that doesn’t go without mentioning that my album will be out later this year!! I’ll soon let y’all know the name…
In the meantime, I went through my old email and found posts from my older blogs (which I deleted at some point. Twas a painful process, but it had to be done), and I thought I might as well start off with a blast from the past…
The kind-hearted policeman and his wife, both seated together on the couch, looked at the two young people in front of them.
Robert and his sister, Alice. The two of them looked dirty, sullen and as unhappy as children who had been told they couldn’t eat chocolate for the rest of their lives. Sitting right in front of the law officer and his better half certainly didn’t make them the least bit comfortable.
This policeman wasn’t looking to have them thrown into prison, though. Having observed them for quite a while, and despite seeing that they were deviating from society’s accepted attitude of people their age, he could tell the problem lay skin-deep.
Robert was a serious drug user; from ‘wee’ to heroine, he had used them all and was still using them religiously. Alice was slightly worse; she not only used them as well, she also sold her body on a regular basis. Through all this, the policeman could tell certain conditions had pushed these two youngsters into living such wretched lives. So he had tried to befriend them, which took quite a long time, and gain their trust before delving into the root cause of their problems. He had decided not to let them know of his profession, lest they think he was leading them into being apprehended.
So there they sat before him and his wife, unaware that he was a policeman, and unsurprisingly edgy. They hadn’t taken their daily dosage, and looked extremely eager to leave and inject themselves with the harmful substances.
The cop asked them only one question at that point, however, to get them talking. “How was your family like?”
The siblings looked at each other for a moment, then said in unison, “Terrible.”
Alice patted her brother on the knee to signal she was going to do the talking. Then, with a deep breath and a few twitches, she started.
Robert and Alice had been born into a home of affluence, power and comfort. Their father was a highly successful businessman in charge of an insurance company twice declared the best company in the nation. Their mother was in charge of a local restaurant which often averaged about five thousand visitors in a single week. Indeed, they had been born into a very wealthy family, and need and want was nothing one would hear from the lips of the two youngsters, for they were given everything a child could need at the tender stages of his or her life. Toys, games, you name it, they had it all.
There was one thing they did lack, however. One thing that surpassed all the others.
Love and attention.
Because of how busy their parents were with their work, they rarely saw them for more than two hours in a day. They both left the house very early, usually before the children woke up, and came home late after they had been put to bed. The few times they managed to have the children awake when they were around, they didn’t really give them the attention they craved for. Alice was the one affected the most by all this, and it reflected as she grew up.
She had no qualms about talking back to either parent, thus causing a serious rift between them. Her nasty relations with them turned to cause serious problems between the two of them as well. It led to a very unpleasant divorce, which split up the family badly. Custody of the two was granted to their mother, much to the consternation of their father, who felt he would do a better job bringing them up.
Eventually, after a long, protracted legal battle, they were able to share custody of Robert and Alice. But that only tended to worsen the case of the two young children.
With their mother, they had a little fun with her, as she took them out from time to time. But that was it. Her restaurant business growing ever bigger, she had little time for them. Same story as far as their dad was concerned.
So their parents never knew of the type of friends they had in school. And that was unfortunate, because they both fell into bad company. From the junior secondary school up to the second-cycle institution, Robert had friends that were into drugs and being bad, as did his sister, whose friends were also into sleeping with boys indiscriminately.
The policeman had winced as they recounted the negligence of their parents. He could never imagine himself ignoring his own children like that. But that was just the tip of the iceberg, as Robert began to speak of how deep they had gone into the drug trade.
His first taste of illegal drugs came in secondary school, and as one would expect, it was Indian hemp he used. Ever since, he had become so addicted to it, and had even tried out others, leading him to do so many horrid things.
After dropping out in his final year, he hadn’t returned home, and strayed mainly on the streets. He had witnessed two young men die just after experimenting with the crack form of cocaine. His best friend, in a bid to stop, had died as a result of the withdrawal symptoms. Due to all this, he was hesitant to end his addiction. He was so hooked, he had sold practically all his clothes, gadgets and personal stuff just to keep taking in that stuff. He mentioned conning so many people into giving him money. He even confessed to breaking into one expensive car and stealing GH¢4,000, just to spend it all on drugs.
Alice’s story was much more horrifying.
After being introduced to the trade, she had also deteriorated badly, turning into a prostitute. It was through one of her many ‘business patrols’ that she bumped into her brother. They had never had that sibling rivalry, but as they got together, drugs induced a serious, unfriendly and occasionally violent one between them. She told them that drugs was the only reason she was a prostitute. Sometimes, when customers were hard to come by, she confessed to even having sexual relations with other animals in order to get paid by those who would film the repulsive act.
The policeman was on the verge of nausea by the time they had both told their stories.
Sitting in front of he and his wife were two drug addicts, ruined by the illicit substances. Thanks to negligence, they had been wrecked completely by drugs. The simple love and care they had required from their parents had been cruelly denied them, pushing them into this horrible. As he sat there trying to remove the disgusting image of Alice being humped by a horse, the young, dirty, emaciated girl spoke up.
“I hate this life of mine. I wanna change. I wanna be a normal girl,” she confessed, tears running down her cheeks. She looked miserable, truly unhappy with the type of life she was living. Her brother murmured, “Me too. I just wanna live a normal life.” He then reached out and put his arm around his sobbing sister.
It was a sad sight, seeing the two of them in such a sorrowful state. The policeman looked at his wife, who was close to tears, and shook his head. It was no coincidence that he had chanced upon these two youngsters. It was meant for him to meet them, and his duty to get them out of this rut. His wife, who happened to be a seasoned counselor in her church, patted his knee, signaling her readiness for the new task at hand.
It was long, hard and very painful process. The withdrawal symptoms had a horrible effect on them. The prayers for them were fervent and numerous. But eventually, this policeman and his wife helped get Robert and Alice get out of drugs. Robert went on to become a successful architect, while Alice became a well-known and powerful woman of God. Both got married and had lovely children, but remembered the way they had been neglected as kids, and gave their children all the affection they could give them. And throughout their lives, they never forgot the kind policeman, who helped them out of the nasty life drug abuse had pushed them into.