The Women Of This Town Poem by Samuel Kegwaro

Sitting outside dilapidated houses,
Clad in transparent braless blouses,
To accentuate fake breasts,
as they beguile destitute and affluent men,
into their slaying dens,
to abate their nocturnal desires with no apathy.
The women of this town!

Walking ambly along the streets,
in micro miniskirts with no underclothes,
brandishing tired thighs, smelling of cheap perfumes,
In search of easy prey.
The women of this town!

Swaying billowy hips, in gyration like a crone,
As they endeavour to attract,
benign amateurish boys,
to quench their thirst.
The women of this town!

These slay queens trap docile prey,
in imposture as they fetter, gore then slay them.
The women of this town!