By Dare Lasisi
Life is nurtured through a woman’s breast
Sucking the succulent flesh without tension
All hail the mammary glands of satisfaction
Melting the hardest heart of Homo Sapiens
A robust breast in a man’s hand is a treasure
Worth more than two in a bra with precision
Men love to suck these oranges of life till eternity
To replenish and replace all the lost energy
The Big C afflicting a woman’s breast must be checkmated
Why must shameless Cancer grab a man’s pleasure?
Mammogram without telegram kissing the mammary glands
Will the women embrace mastectomy to stay alive?
Rose by any other name, still a beautiful flower
Breast by any other name, still a weapon of distraction
Boobs, Twin towers, Oranges of life, Two pointers etc etc
Women! Keep your breasts healthy, defend them at all cost.
Last year, Madam Bukoladeremi Ladigbolu challenged me to compose a quick poem for breasts. I hate poetry because I am an ‘eccentric’ prose stylist till I kiss the breast (sorry, I mean ground!). Poetry sucks with my pen!