Women Secrets

WOMEN SECRETS Someone stretches his neck Whenever she passes Someone makes a nodding chuckle Whenever she was heard talking At times we brawled in pepper arguments And she never suspects one thing Theres nothing seen so better What is seen is geometric triumphs What is heard is hypnotic octaves A walking triangle talking Ewe, Ga and Twi A walking rectangle eating Akple, Komi and Fufu A walking hour-glass dancing Atsiagbekor, Kpanlogo and Adowa Yes ! a miracle of a woman What set us yowling Never seen from the side But always from the her back and her face That beauty of a woman That buttocks of a woman That breast of a woman Her worth that scaled down Bank of Ghana her voice that down-pitched the Beethoven A babies thrown where they are nurtured Fathers heaven where virility trives Woman Ayekoo !