Real Woman
A wise woman
Sells her brains,
A foolish woman
Sells her sex,
Real women sell both.
A car, it’s not the make,
It’s what you make it.
You can ride it
On your own,
Or with friends and parents.
When abused
Beyond repair,
You dispose of it.
Copyright © Fungayi Elias Ndhlovu | Year Posted 2017
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