BUNMI OROGUN SAMUEL
Africans' Beauty. - Poem by BUNMI OROGUN SAMUEL
From a lullaby in cradle,
Where you glitter like marble,
To see your beautiful face,
They will know you come from a noble race,
I see tears in the face of the ugly,
That your beauty has erased,
You are of nice height,
And have skin like fine Gold,
Your hair solemn like the green grass,
Creamy for the touch of the morning dew,
I see beauty in your face,
I won’t lie,
And even though I have to lie,
Not this time,
Looking at your face,
I saw spotless face that makes your face mingling with beauty,
When you walk,
You walked in such an amazing ease,
And give the earth a touch for peace.
When you talk,
I hear voice of a long awaiting sanity,
Because every of your words are benefiting.
When you touch me with your right hand,
I feel the touch in it like the morning dew that cools the blaze at night.
When you smile with your white teeth,
It looks like the gathering of an angels,
where white colors are found.
When you curl your stylish legs,
In such a profuse calling,
It clear to identify you,
The beautiful African woman.
The beautiful African Damsels.
The beautiful African Mothers.
The beautiful African Nation.
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