These women want 7 rounds of s**
Even though he's got only one rubber in his pockets
They care less about that
They are somehow too wet
These women are bullet holes
These women are mothers of the naked truth
They are the conducters of the new sung song in the church of a**holery
These women bring with their empty stomach
A brown loaf of bread for us to have something for breakfast
These women work in the night
And rest in the day
These women are only scared of the light
They sneak by the wedded mans' mansion for impotence
These women live a life so full of regrets that nothing else they know but regrets alone
These women forgot the colour of the flowers
These women are single yet with many partners
Too many guys know her but only her ID knows her true name
For she knows not whether her mother lives or not anymore
These women never see what they deserve
These women have names but they don't know any
These women are an empty sky
These women are a generation that smiles as they cry
-N.B Mpila