This marriage of life
Where everyone is a wife
Male or female alike strife
To jealously guard their spot
To get a good stand, in case the battle becomes hot
So many have different spices in their pots
And will never hesitate to fry their rivals in their pots
But at the end of it all,
We leave our dear immortal husband,
Whose polygamy is one of a kind
And take the unknown’s hand
Still looking back at our first love
And wondering if we will forever be on his mind
When many troupe in ready to please and are purely beautiful like the dove
Before we realize that our time is gone so it’s our time to take the fall
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2013.
Mum Cee 