But the hairy chest and the lovely lips will tell the story,
And one day you will be caught and exposed!
Venus is the pagan goddess of physical love,
And like ‘Sunday’ for the Sun God;
But with fallible and erring all over the world!
For i have seen enough with my eyes.
Write your letter and let me read it,For a pasteurized beer is like a prayer on this love.
But we Africans have a lot to show to the world.
Your pictures hang on the wall and,I will forgive you for yesterday.Food for the winter over there,Down to your knees like the army of rats;The walls do have ears.Mad and fear,Two eyes of flame;Down to your knees like the army of lizards.It was only the cat,It was only the fish,It was only the girl;This had…
And like the momentary perception of joy.You loath your friends!Because their stories were full of lies;But like the big hole closer to you,Try and show me their charges before you condemn them.
For her love was all that you needed;But hold on to the facts before judging me.I am Yiele who observed her movements around your home,And i really know what it means to have her around you;So be careful before you jude me!For she always passes the night with you.
So wives,Submit yourselves to your own husbands;As this is proper in the Messiah!
