Powerful Lady
She was born with no spoon
She walked barefooted as a nymph
She bathed naturally at riverside
Sat under the umbrella tree
Savouring tales by moonlight
She waved to aeroplane ceaselessly
Travelling along the village airspace
Hoping one day she flies
Dreams do come true
Nymph do metamorphorse to adult
Now she dwells in the palaces
Now she dines with princes
Now she dances with queens
Now she is tendered by maids
And accompanied by retinue of guards
Youths rever her
Elders bow down before her
She is a powerful lady
Now she is intoxicated
Now she is a demi-god
As the first of the ladies
She is cut off from the root
She now flaunts wealth
Changing skin like chameleon
As she becomes more powerful
She raves like whirlwind
Uprooting whatever is on her paths
To attain sensous desires
She damn any consequences
Just because she is powerful
Now who will tame her?
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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