Doing very little of
Concealing the complexity within
Head held up
As if to say,
"You think little of me,don't you?"
For she asks with the tenderness
That are seconded by the smoothness
Of her face.
As her lips refuse to kiss your opinion
They think she is a cheap whore
But her justified arrogance
Is what's left of the honour she has vowed to keep.
Every woman should have some pride
Drawing from the energy of her sexuality
To power her confidence.
You are arrogant,
Only because they think little of you.
So refuse not
Like the weave on your head
As you allow your mentality
To be weaved together
With your sexuality.
A personality of complex simplicity
Her subtle arrogance.
[Inspired by the picture taken by Gerard Nartey--along with how he captioned it from which I got the title,and a song, "Desire" by Syn of FaintMedal.Most of the elements in the poem are also inspired by the poet in the picture,Edith Ndabi (Miss Ndabi) , who likes to write on themes concerning sexuality and women.Written circa 1841hrs--1859hrs on