Butterfly Poem by Cherokee Akan Ewe

Butterfly



size her up and down
side to side
strip privately behind privacy shades
walk to your aromatherapy in full tub privately
come out and pat down with fluffy cotton towel
choose your indigenous butter to melt into
pick your new undergarments to wear
put on silk robe
walk to the station where
from pedicure
to manicure
and hairstyle will be done indigenously
no wigs or weave or tracks or eyelashes or fingernails or toenails or injections
Chebe products for the hair and more
when she semi-done
next have her gemstone encrusted (only certain ones)throng heels or classy similiar heels
not too long either
indigenous dress or indigenous gown with a little bit pizzazz
same with accesories
she love her now transformation
we take photo pictures of the after the during though no naked ones the before
ask her permission to feature her in our magazine called Butterfly
she exits fly though enter as a caterpillar
she got catered too
and now becomes one of our pillars of the thriving community
we Gz!
G for genius and Z for Zulu style tactic metaphysically...
for natural females only
and hopefully Dr. Sebi products will be available
sea salt flush will optional along with chosing which service the natural female would like
still she can choose to be featured in the magazine to softback
with our products featured in very small print
this will be the bizzomb! !
all my times sitting in those places with previous personal relationships
I just took everything apart and redid in one of my mindset's rooms
not knowing I was building while awake physically...
and everytime they thought I was thinking about women negatively or looking at them like I wanted them but I was seeing solutions to our problems on a minor scale
but I'm an artist and was seeing at those moments of time that I was starting to see myself as an ambitious businessman
a clever one too
but you know how that goes
they believe the lies rather than the truth
so why bother to be damned or not?
I dropped them all went sexless for mine
found out my true love was Music not the music you hear of record companies nah thats just business as usual

Wednesday, May 23, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: real life,real success
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Music to me is the Rhythm and colors you can't hear... you have to listen to the Sound and See where you fit into the Harmony... I'm not deep like Ancestors though that comes with time of experiences. I'm telling you now don't sleep on yourself. Three chairs, three stand alone stone tubs, divide the whole building into about five or six room total including cleaning closet and storage room. And See I bee on this getting everything in order and visiting spots thats up for sale sometimes the rental within plazas. Everything is calculated though no overthinking. I don't focus o love or whatever society version is and I don't focus on racism or colorism or religions and all that stuff see thats the colorists' (including homosexuality and whatever else)ethnocentric view and that is all proper and great. Yeah preach the world about seriously of your racism. Do we as true indigenous people care nah not really. We can care less actually. Cause as our books keep getting written and we keep building our Empire like nothing never happen in the first place the youth going to figure it out. And when people like myself put in real real work its like smebody saying oh im about to go to that store but that store don't exist no more...now imagine me telling my kids if i had any that they are a color when I know who I am and how my people look at me when I say that cause they know it ain't true but imagine handing my babies down lies and they grow up and visit places to ask indigenous people and then nah cause I already been there and done that. All I have to say is let them be like I ain't at fault cause all people need to do is research or somewhere the truth and facts are. Now you see why I focus on business and being a better indigenous scholar? Everything else out here is just silly and sometimes i do regret for being in high clearance areas cause I see the environment and it's total chaos dayum near except me and you who are indigenous going forward. Im telling you when realism with facts and truth are written society cannot handle it and it is very disturbing than near nerve-wracking and unbearable even if you are minding your own business communicating with other people not like them. So basically if you are getting hated on its because you are doing something right... that's real.
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