SIM

sim means love in Jaba, a tribe in southern Kaduna.


36-24-36 that's my spec
she may be the last or my first
still stagnant in my driveway
she had the curves that made minds sway

Her headlights are sharp even in the dark
they could point you in the right direction
she was the very light needed for my spark
with no guns pointed, rods paid attention

She had curves that could bend a man
bend a man out of shape like a crushed can
feeble minds collapsed due to her in sight
sometimes the future behind her shined so bright

I know your thoughts young child
a woman is more than this, stop child
but your head still turns in the right way
for the wrong purpose your views still follow her pathways

You think that is lust buried in time
save it for our fathers who saw through time
there's more beneath the African waist
love for her body is not a total waste...