I smartly wear my work desire
And look forward to success acquire
But they all say that is not what they require
They look down my skirt with eyes of fire
And guess what they require
I have two soft things they want as pillows
I have some talkers they want as toffees
I have a body they want as toy
No competence of mine can clear their heads
Neither will talking stop their obsession
If female is fail
Why will they be the gateways of life?
If female is toyhood, then my joyhood
Remain in the chaotic hood
Snap out of it, you beasts!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014