MY BEAUTIFUL AFRICAN WOMAN My beautiful african woman. The only strongest person I could have ever known in this very world. The most natural beauty I could have ever witnessed. A true beauty. In the hottest of summers days, colourful days of spring, rainy days of automn and the coldest of winter. She continues to remain beautiful. Pain, hurt, abuse, slavery and yet she continues to assume the position of my beautiful african woman. When Husbands have since gone to be swallowed by the deep merciless mouths of the mines, When husbands have since gone to be trapped by the far isolated farms, When the husbands have since gone to the dangerous big cities She my beautiful african women will stays behind to look after 8,9 or maybe 10 children shes been left behind with, by the since gone husband, she will wake up at 5 early in the morning preparing for the long days of torture and yet when the sun sets, she still remains as beautiful. She can take in all the kinds of pain and still remain as beautiful as an african. She will never cry out herself exept for when she is alone so that no one ever finds out. She gets hurts but will never show even a glimps of an emotion. I respect my beautiful african woman. She will take-in everything that is thrown at her and still paste a bride smile on her face and say I am fine. My beautiful african woman She has been the only person who can take in so much and still stand so tall. Her beauty not only lies in her facial appearience, not in her curves and thirdly not in her kindness. She is my beautiful african women because she can also forgive her husband who infected her with some cannot be named diseases, she is the only person who can forgive and forget so easily ud think her mind is on left. She will never put anything in her mouth until all her 8,9 or maybe 10 children have had sumthing to fill their bellies with before sleep and early in the mornings before going to school. My beautiful african women She can be so trusted She will remain faithful and wait for the torn apart husband to come back home from the dangerously infected cities, mines and farms and Still have to be abused and called with all the kinds of names by the ungratefully quarter to death husband, after a couple of drinks. My beautiful african woman The true natural beauty of an african women My beautiful african woman The beauty of an african woman My beautiful african woman Obidience, Respect, trust, love, hardwork, care, tolerrance make up My Beautiful African woman What is Your Beautiful African Woman? ***The end***
Posted on: Fri, 18 Jul 2014 12:26:20 +0000
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