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 !
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