The heart pumps her curves as tempting
energizing the blood to beat the drum,
As she walks;
Focusing loose in between her legs,
Eventually,the mouth knows nothing.
What could speak now?
But the strokes penetrating in and out,
The knee begs a stop;
Yet the waist grew angrier.
Who chews the pregnancy in your belly?
The palm cries in heavy heats,
While her father slaps to know;
Emphasizing that kola sweetens
But sugar never bitters.
Bent on what the nose sees
the ear perceives,
The negativity of what the eyes hears;
Letting the head be the culprit,
Which death nurses.
The media bags the complain
To have killed the future,
In giving rise to rape;
Playing abnormally with dangers
In all,the youth are the most vulnerable.