Like a teenager emerging from the shades of childhood Africa sprung like a paragon of beauty She grew as a child towards sainthood Her every move chaste, summarized as purity Black gold cascades like well oiled hair Facial features sharply chiseled out through self development Her supple shoulders moulded into submission to constituted authority and heirs Her slender hands constantly improving all that is set before her Her Scholars, sprouting, as promising as young firm breasts Her waist as a swans neck, void of corruption and evil schemes Undulating hips, as big as her dreams and aspirations Her steady long legs, the rock upon which her education and knowledge is based Like a young maiden introduced at her first ball, she stands in amazement at the scenario before her All like minded young rakes flock around her while older men beat their chests in display of superiority, strength and ownership The older men grab at her and begin to lay claim to her sweetness, filling her mind w...
Come see life through my eyes!