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