The Poet: Black PRIDE – Ifeanyi ONwuBU

Photo credit: Walter photography.

THE POET: BLACK PRIDE – IFEANYI ONWUBU

Who can match the
glory of the black
woman?

Adorned like the hanging
gardens of Babylon,
crowned like a lioness
in the jungle.

The swing of her
hips is the downfall
of kingdoms,
her brown lips has
lulled their mighty warriors
to sleep,
as she has stepped
into the city and
executed a great kill.

Shooting the sharp arrows
of a darkened eyes,
any man in her sight
she’s left stunned.

Her bosom is a
cradle for kings,
her soft breasts has
nursed giants.

Yet she ties a
down-to-earth fabric
around her chest,
and she smiles while
the whole world admires.

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