Trophy wives are like expensive minerals
Kept by the wealthy as show offs
The moment new and wealthier suitors show up
…they perform their owners’ funerals
And blow their tops off
…grinding egoes into shameful mash up
II
Trophy wives lack warmth
They are like unfeeling stones
…in their husbands’ presence
Helping them wipe and mop up
…their low self esteem
That’s why cheating is their thing
And love is naught to feature in their dictionaries
III
They have doctorates in Keeping Up With Appearances
And are masters in acting sheep
…following when told
…taking whips from their bold cowards
…and being dragged around like sticks in make up
For to them
Men are the cheques they issue
…or ATMs
For to them
Men are their rest pillows
…so they bear the daunting sounds of their wailing willows
To them, their smiles are for sale
So they smile as a vocation
But let their location change to their husbands’ backs
…and their ridicules could be heard even by the deaf
Need I say the results of wealth loss by their pairs?
Asɛm sɛbɛ!
IV
It must be hard living with trophies
For their bossoms are coarse
…and their breasts are like knives
There are no waters in their wells to feed their money machines
So they fake their sounds
…and employ toy boys to plough their fields
They act fools just so to be able to use their men as tools
Forget your higher education
…trophy wives please to rule
V
That’s why none must bank on their followership
…let alone brag about their presence
For even if none sees your real state
All know
They might laugh at you or with you
…feeling pity in bold letters they can’t scream out
…just to be cilvilized
If you parade a trophy even you know
…is suffocating your sanity
Then you’re to be pitied
For self loathing has fenced your soul
…and self hatred is burning you whole
Business and comfort;
These are the cravings about trophy wives
…and they get them come what may
These are the things about trophy wives
Trophy husbands parallel them
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © January 23, 2021
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