Good Question
							
							
												 
											
									 	Tell me a secret Daddy Universe
Stop hiding it from us
You make us much more curious 
Sometimes really furious 
The longer we wait 
The more we ponder: 
How did you fashion this mint
This fragrance and finest silk
With which you wrap the fingers 
Of all women?
They turn men wild and out of order
Making them drunk without liquor
No matter how young, strong or spent
They turn their necks 
Break their backs
Fracture their hips
And return home broke
Just for a touch of feminine fingers? 
The Universe smiles, softly saying
“Son, I'm a woman.”
By Professor Moyo Okediji