Please pals criticize this Flash Fiction constructively and evaluate it. Thank you... The African Kingship He’s the one, the third time now. He was supposed to be killed on Friday but attempted murder on himself on Wednesday. Osariemen was the only son of Mr. Osegha who was the head of the community vigilante group. He was handed over by his father to the police after being caught alongside his men robbing from a station-wagon Peugeot, carrying palm-fruits and cassava close to the Oba’s Palace. He was incarcerated and locked-up by the police but in the Oba’s palace for the crime. His father wanted him dead for the third consecutive disgrace he had brought to the family in one month and also because Osegha had meant instant justice by killing the rest of the gang members on the spot. He was in the palace cell; The Princess who chooses to always bring him food fell in love with him. He is brilliant, handsome and executes Queen’s English very fluently. His father had lost hope on his return because the judgment of the Oba will spell justice as well. The Obas’ are representatives of the gods in human forms who must not lie. The only princess discovered, Osariemen was a jobless graduate who returned from the city after hunting tirelessly for job. On Wednesday, Osariemen knowing that he would die on Friday requested a rope from one of the palace guards, fastened it to the top iron window gate of the cell but was caught by the princess. The ehalen-odion pleaded with the Oba and he was pardoned and granted freedom. Mr. Osegha and the family, both the community gathered on the Friday to receive Osarieme and the Princess. “Did the Oba really give the right judgment?” Upon this I ponder. “In Africa the King must grant the Princess’ wish. The Princess is my elder sister”. Composed By: Israel Ojie Joe
Posted on: Mon, 23 Sep 2013 21:26:29 +0000
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