Ohemaa ( Queen)

 Ohemaa

 

The African Queen born with royalty far from a royal family

Her skin glowing as the sun, as

expensive than the precious jewel

Her smooth skin pampered with the pomade of the land catching the eye of the near, far and beyond waters.

Her hair thicker than raffia yet softer than her warm palms with every strand as strong as her personality

Her hair is black, her mind is white as snow, and her brain is filled with brilliance and intelligence.

She steps up to put the comfort of the family in place with her fire heart. The peace of her offspring: her priority. Her breast feeds not only her own but the needy and the downtrodden.

Her compassion never ceases, her knees draw the free cage of submission, her feet thread on the high land of majesty and respect. Their shining presence announces her arrival, my queen you are the choicest fruit of Kings.