Their Man Poem by Vincent Onyeche

I know all ladies seek to find,
A man of iron steel who is fine
Clothed or naked, that's a killer
Crawling and running faster than a cheetah....

A man who says love is blind
And gets them all fashioned in line
A man who sees them as butterfly is a beau
In and out, strong enough to make love a dew...

That man can be all she will ever need
But to what importance is a deadly creed
Or a sculpture that can never talk
Even when motorola makes it walk.