Thursday, 19 March 2015

REJOINDER

Girls On Fire
Now as I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man who's not a creep.
One who's handsome, smart and strong.
Who's not afraid to admit when he is wrong

One who thinks before he speaks.
When he promises to call, he doesn't wait two weeks.
I pray that he is gainfully employed,
Won't lose his cool when he's annoyed.

Pulls out my chair and opens my door,
Massages my back and begs to do more.

Oh send me a man who will make love to my mind.
Know what to say when I ask "How fat is my behind?"

One who'll make love till my body's twitching
He brings ME a sandwich too, when he goes to the kitchen.

I pray that this man will love me to no end,
And never compare me to my best friend.

Thank you in advance and now I'll just wait,
For I know you will send him before it's too late.

So as I kneel tonight and pray by my bed,
I look at this shithead you sent me instead
Amen

Author Unknown


Boys On Fire
Now as I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a woman who's not cheap
One who's pretty, smart and young.
Who's not afraid to admit when its a slip of the tongue

One who thinks before she speaks.
When she promises to care, she doesn't wait till I'm weak.
I pray that she rarely gets  annoyed,
Won't lose her cool when she's unemployed.

Pulls out my chair and serves my table,
Massages my back and begs for my cradle.

Oh send me a woman who's love making will send shivers down my spine
Know what to say when I ask "How huge is my front line?"

One who'll make love till my mind's boggling
She brings ME a classic food, when she goes shopping.

I pray that this woman will love me to no end,
And never compare me to my plush friend.
Thank you in advance and now I'll just wait,
For I know you will send her before it's too late.
So as I kneel tonight and pray by my bed,

I look at this long-haired you sent me till the end

Amen

Source:| Dzorlali Agbanu|
 email:|kdzorla@gmail.com|
website: |obibinikwasi.blogspot.com

Sunday, 8 March 2015

DESIST THE DETEST

DESIST THE DETEST

At the mention of my name
 They say that am less of fame
 Just because my name and their name does not sound the same

But they know not that fame is not my aim
In this  world  that was, before I came

For they speak against me
And they despise me
Citing my deeds are a threat
And my thoughts are fresh

The jokes that they share, very stereotype
For they know not that it errs, an antitype

Resulting in a cold war
That divides and wipes
 Men that i speak for

They feed the unborn child
With Words from their fathered
Just to uphold  detest on my adorn child
Yet i seem not  bothered

But i am now, and  so do I, avow
That its against humanity
For this horror of hate to be allowed
In this world  of vanity


Source:| Dzorlali Agbanu|
 email:|kdzorla@gmail.com|
website: |obibinikwasi.blogspot.com|