Small Big Girl Poem by Tony Adah

Strut like a winner
Touch the rivers
Touch the streams
All the lakes
Take a bath, wash neat
And paint yourself a young girl
Abandon someone nine months
You held in your womb
Small girl
Garb on your street wears
Touch every drink
Touch every man
Be happy
Life like a bee makes honey
As it stings
Touch your work place
Ride your bike back
Touch your hair
Look at the mirror
That hair was new
It is an old art of yesterday
Touch everywhere
Hold the time still
Like the mirror but move yourself
And the difference will be clear.