I am a virgin
Although I have mothered a child
I don’t want to compare myself to Mother Mary
But if the woman had other children
With dear daddy Joseph
And still has the title of a virgin
Even after moth and others have finished her temple
Why can’t I be a virgin too?

I am a virgin
You can decide to burn the clouds
If it murders your serenity
I am as pure as doves and their reputations
I am as pretty as the “akuabas” of yester-years
I am a virgin waiting on my Joseph
Who I need to see a flat belly
I am a virgin
“Chan, chan, chan, chan”
Go and burn the seas of Niger
Bomb Mount Everest
Fuel hurricane Catherina
If it doesn’t sit well with you
I am a virgin
A pure pure virgin
Yes, I am a virgin
Speckless like the day I was born
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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