Make Up Wars Poem by prince oranusi

She decorates her self with speaking spells
The drama in the Mirror
A battle between colours and masquerade
I Am beautiful She laments
Lavished by an overdose of makeup
Smiling like a hen in market square
The lady of adoration somebody's must pay
Her wind screen goes with spikes
As her lips manuring in manicure
Amayaya just an ambush yet her Head explodes
Smiling like a hungry puppy
She puts on a boldstep
Catwalking Or Dog walking in seduction
Mirror Mirror even in her purse
The drama of beauty a battle suffered by the mirror
It has seen enough as every morning never stopped
The trail Mummy left She poses in pride
I tried to understand the dancing step of the female instinct
Yet cannily She wigs her nature in glitters
In the anger of the view She swears
Boys will suffer even as a toddler
He miniature skirt was a vigilante
Capturing the mind of another victim
But for better for worse She is a glory.