God Doesnt Make Them Like Our Mothers Anymore
God doesnt make them like our mothers
anymore
There is no love in them
Their eyes move in every directions like a
chameleon
They value money more than their bodies
Every man can touch as long as he is rich
enough
They walk around with their bellies open
With artificial faces which defy nature
All they know is the bottle and less books
They reduce themselves to attention
seekers
and calling themselves names like "bad
bitches"
I am pretty sure God doesn't make them
like
our mothers anymore
They boast about not being able to cook
All they know is our beds and not our kitchen
They exchange lovers like shoes
They ignore the words of wisdom from their
elders
Unending relationship struggles,broken
marriages and kids with no fathers.
You find them in bars and not churches
What is happening to our generation?
God doesn't make them like our mothers
anymore
They no longer carry seeds of patience in
their bossom
Pretty smiles, beautiful skin but corrupt
hearts
This is what has become of our sisters, our
girlfriends,our women
They are lost in their world which they think
they know everything until Aids comes
along.
Written by Tawona M Ranganawa
Copyright © Tawona Mzila Ranganawa | Year Posted 2014
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