AFRICAN WOMAN

I gave 'hem a discreet name coated wit' 'e dent of 'overration'
But they carried their shoulders high
And sank in the deep black sea of perdition.
The world gives them nothing but a lie.
Rotten girls too vulnerable to the scent of crispy mint
Has disgraced womanhood and their future tint.

But a girl like you would set the heart ablaze
For a stand-out décor, an uncommon vessel you were designed
And for your stock men should be amaze
For so many with you can't be aligned.

When other women call their face an 'asset'
You build your mind to be stronger than a rock.
If only the world's contradictions will let,
I'll say "take it, my heart; it's yours to rock"
And we will build our home in Venus
Free from the talks from their anus.

What a burden it must had been to had shun the temptations of men
And the corruption of your peers!
How you fought against 'high-hills' and then
Jewellery and wicks and their mockery didn't gather  tears!
You had always been that woman
That African woman.

A girl like you would become a good mother
Not a wedded woman but a wife.
A girl like you would father the man with a perfect manner
And he would trust you with his life.

A girl like you needs a man like me
But the world is too filthy for even me to be trusted.
You are a warrior beauty
A girl like you can never be defeated.