The African Woman Poem by JUSTUS INSPIRE

Beauty is not known till you see her
God must be in love the day he made her.
The glory of his creation,
Her curves births attention.
A God sent distraction.
Originality in colour.
To her man she brings honour.
Her voice echoes affection
Words that arouse her mans attention.
Her eyes ensnares…….
Her looks so dear
As glorious as Eden
Compared to any, uneven.
Oh! Fairest among women, spotless!
She posses strength, fearless!
Her lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
At her sight kings sink like in mire.
Am proud of her for she is an African true beauty.