Tuesday, June 26, 2018

IF I WERE A GIRL ( A Poem )


If I Were A Girl:
No man will touch my breast
I'll not wear a bra and don't need an iPhone
That will make my breast strong and smell like an old lady
I'll look young and intelligent like Mariama Willams
My lips will be just too resilient
My curves will be all curved at their right curves
Only my husband will suckle from my breast
My children can go drink water
Water is meant for them
See me see hoodies and hot pants
But, I'll veil my head, I beg!


If I Were A Girl:
I'll only fall for ML
And fall in love with ML
Only he understands my body
I'll not wear perfume quite often
Bcoz I smell sweet and delicious
My eyes will be so ablaze and flirting
I will wash my pants daily bcoz dreams can make them dirty
Won't I be very sexy in a white towel?
Tell me, Sarjo Saidykhan, how will I look in a black blouse
Complemented with a pink-heel and pink short-skirt?
How about my cat walk?
Will Nelson Mandela fall for me? 
I'm flattered!
Oh really, me, ML rek ci halleh, hana Ya-Ida Jobe
I know my onions and can get any man I want.


If I Were A Girl:
I want to have eyes like Beyonce
Breast like Kim Kardashian
Height like Rihanna
Voice like Adele
Bottoms like Nicki Minaj
Walk like Nadia Buhari
Cook like Asiatou Bah
And then slim like Halima Touray.
Won't I kill a battalion of soldiers when I pass them by?
Will Wayne fall for me?
Imagine seeing me in pink or white tiers?
Would you like to touch my hips?
I'll fry you chips
I won't fix my nails all by myself
My husband can do that.


If I Were A Girl:
I'll be the cure to all madmen
When I visit the psychiatric center
Madmen who place their hands on me
I'll know they're not mad and want something.

If I Were A GIRL:
Moyen, haarlen ma laka Wolof yu sett;
Holal, damai defarr bem bakh
Tehci taabakh beh ci kaw
Suma nyullai balai danel yow Lady ML Sowe
Maima suma jamma,
Randul dama yakamti,
Suma don jigeen; damai sanseh ak churai ni Tanta Fatou
Bolehci firr ni Mr. Fatou
Teh holal, baah ni Ya-Fatou Sowe

If I Were A Girl:
I'll not date anyone
I'll only date presidents bcoz they're not hot
Their wives are not also romantic
I'll always have at least six chapsticks stocked up
I will never buy cheap jeans
And won’t chase boys
I'll treat my hair with wrinkle spray and a hairdryer
Spend a little extra money on my makeup
Get a nice strapless or “sticky bra”
Never neglect painting my toenails
I'll never chew my gum
Can pull off the red lipstick and rock it off in my dreams with ML
We will have three types of wardrobe: 
One for pants and hoodies only
Two: for kitties and pieces of jewelry
Three: for all types of dresses
I'll go shop at TJ Maxx and Marshalls



If I Were A Girl:
I'll wear “boob tape” with strapless dresses
I won't need 20 candid photos of me
Pulling up my dress on the dance floor at a formal event
I'll dance my hottest to my husband in our bedroom
Turn my house into a club, take the children to bed, and be my DJ
Will my husband like Jaliba Kuyateh's songs?
What about "Sabarr"?
Then, if he hates all
I can play any Surah from the Quran
We perform ablution, pray and sleep separately
I'll dress my husband myself and give him time to go to work, and time to close from work
Do you think my husband will be mad enough to get a second wife?
Man niiro nala kui am wujah?
Are you looking at me very well sah yow?
I'll kill him and add my name on the Guinness Book of World Records.

If I Were A Girl:
I'll be a good mother
Raise my daughter
Eat elderly cake and butter, and then wash boxers.
I'll never cry went giving birth
Bcoz my husband will be pregnant for me
That's to show how much I'll love him
I'll never feel the pain of mensuration
Will get a microwaveable heat pad
Use my calendar on my phone for reminders
I'll have too many pairs of underwear
Buy as many as I want
Take bubble baths
Look natural in photos and smile with my teeth
Care for my skin
Be dark and pretty like Amie F. Jeng
And beautiful like Mariatou Bah
I won't carry handbags anywhere I go
I'll carry only my lipstick to take any good husband who's heart-broken

If I Were A Girl:
Only I will recognize a husband from a date
They are not the same, ladies.


Note: this poem was inspired by this photo. The poet, Modou Lamin Age-Almusaf Sowe, brings back old memories of his past in this romantically hilarious poem by mentioning names of some of his former students at Masroor Senior Secondary School, etc.

He also cited notable friends and well-wishers such as Halima Touray, Asiatou Bah, etc. 




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