Say Olori

…You know you want to


Feet drip with the reddish delight of pricey ointment
And prideful red beads adorn bouncing rows of woven hair.
Swaying hips are clothed in the finest thread;
Protecting the secret of heavy waist beads
Pestles pound wildly in the near distance
Reminding you of the test that awaits
Your sisters sing of your beauty and grace
And your mother weeps with a subdued shudder
Pound the dust with your dainty feet
And hesitate with every step
You eyes better brew the expected heat
And shower down innocence to your father’s delight
Most of all, you better pray
That your leather film ruptures with trickling red tears.


Waiting to read your thoughts on this. xoxo

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This entry was posted on March 31, 2015 by in Poetry and tagged , , .


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