Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman

Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need for my care.
’Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

By Maya Angelou



Daughter Of Africa

In the midst of all she lived
Unknown to many where she suffered
Victim of bad governance and corrupt system
Solitary on the streets of struggle
Sees the African women boggle
Hungry stomachs filled with appetites
Appetency for freedom and involution

Hot drops of tears
Evaporated on hotter empty plates

Reaching her height, was a clamber
But she separates like a comber
Separation of women from hardship

With one mouth, one pair of legs, one pair of eyes
She talks, walks and sees for millions
In fact billions of voiceless, motionless and sightless women

Digging the sea and planting on the rocks
She harvests, cooks and cools the hotter plates
Impossible is the process
But certainty in her progress

For prosperity Africa ululates
Women salutes
Men congratulates
Keep executing the unfeasible
We love you.

By Kweku Atta Crayon

African Queen

Immaculate and timeless beauty beholds her face
Poised and sovereign in her style and grace
Crowning me as her forever king
To my heart her heart melodiously sings
Adorn in royalty of purple silk
flowing and wrapped around her voluptuous hips
Her long lustrous braids befalls her head
complimenting her angelic smile as her aura is breathtaking transcending the time and smiles
With strength and honour her wound gives birth
bringing glory and goodness upon the earth
Her wisdom drops as kisses upon my ear
as her pure unconditional love enfolds, grips and pulls me near
Her nobility ignites my hopes and dreams
with her by my side I can accomplish anything
She is my flame that continueously burns bright
The reason I will to soar to new heights
She is strong, gentle, and powerful
She knows her self-worth
Into her hands I solemnly place my trust
In her I have truly found my royal good thing
She is my one and only and I faithfully cling
She is my most blessed African Queen!

By Tammie Roundtree

African girl  file photo

The pride of a woman

A woman
She is so beautiful
A woman
She is so tender
A woman
She is so emotional
A woman
She is so humble
A woman
She is so caring
A woman
She is sensitive
A woman
She is a mother
A woman
On and on she is

The pride of a woman
just for a culture she is
Abuse tender,
At the age of 12
In africa
A man at his 60’s
Pay for her as a wife
As culture demand
What a culture

The pride of a woman
Sade is on exile
She got married
At age 11
And ever since her life
For more than 12 years
She lived as a slave wife
To his rich religious husband
At 73 he died
As culture and custom permit
His first son will take over
his late fathers wives and wealth

The pride of a woman
Sade could not take it
any more
And she took a risk of her
As She try’s migrate to Italy
On the way she died
On a sea with a rubber boat
Her body was never found
Till date

The pride of a woman
Say no to abuse of woman
In the third world countries
Say no to early marriage
Stop the killing of female
Stop the rape of our beautiful
In Africa a culture of
Early marriage
Rule so high

The pride of a woman
A woman
Is also a human
Not a man’s property

By Richard Nnoli