Posted by Adeoti 'kunmi on
Of your vaginal shores that opened and closed to the phallus of westernization
Of your milk of resources that were suckled with impels and stings on the land of your mammary gland
Of the mystery that lies in the history of your deity,
and the beauty in your entity.
Of your heterosingular name, your enviable naivety,
and losses that may never be regained.
Of your blessings that appeared to have been pronounced in cross habilis where your offsprings progress from their Manasseh
Of a motherly strength that mothers her children in diaspora