The Beauty Of African Woman Poem by Oluwole Olawale Michael

The beauty of an African woman
She could swim gaitily in the pool
She is blessed with crown of beads
She is so simple in her glimpse
She could sing her mother's song
Mothers' of African could sonorous with her attire
She could nurture the sleek of her haircute
She is so elegant when she walks
Even if she tottered, her high heel
Would make her more enchanted
She speaks elaborately when mediating
She has sweet smothering skin
She could coiled her body with African aromatic
Her body continue glistening even When the sun reached it's fullness
Her skin could bring the tattoos of African nature
And sometimes her tribal would succumb the peace
Her thighs her honey, beauty and honoured!
She boast of her green-foothills
Where animals speaks lovely lyrics
She could dance around at night
She could use styles for her head-ties
Who knows how it came to be!
It is another way of beautifying
Blessed land and beautiful land song
She could have the pseudonym
When she winkle, the house
Would remember to play in the moon In the noon, the sun is her concubine
Protruding more prettiness of her colour
When she is afar home
She could feel nostalgic
And the song of African legendary
Would welcome her back home
The beautiful of African woman
Is an extra-ordinary belief!