AFRICAN ADOYO

African women are rare
Most have become the source of our inspiration
We are not just left in admiration.
But also in some hope in air.
If lupita was dark enough
She’d still glow and laugh
And so this expensive melanin
Is what still lives and resides in her skin.
If goodness was wangari maathai
Then Adoyo wouldn’t be part of the lie
Passion we say she had for trees
But here we have love for the whole humanity.
Mother Teresa did her best in her times
She even welcomed those who took part in crimes
But again, was this good only in India
Did you ever imagine of a glowing soul in Nairobi?
I had wars with women
But not her who stood ahead of most men
I never realised how quiet and good she’d been
Until I heard her name in the streets at nineteen.
I hope you see her in sporty
It’s the best I’ve had in forty
Adoyo’s body just resembles Williams
Just smooth, soft and loud like the African drums.
I’d let go a curvy today
Because today it’s easy to find
But again, have you tried tamarind in sauce?
She just makes the perfect African sauce, just one of a kind.
The last time I saw her in a red flowered top
Her eyes were so firm and proudly kenyan
Her lips were perfectly shaped
I wouldn’t mind her curves, my mouth remained gaped!
She’s so humorous
Very very adventurous
I wouldn’t mind a shoot in the wild with her
Because it’ll be all fun and sweeter.
For the love of an African
Share some love you can
Some souls are hard to get and tame
So next time you see her, just remember her name.