Women of Sierra Leone

Like clusters of sugary cereals on statuesque aisles

Cocoa Puffs, Cap'n Crunch, and Lucky Charms in high piles

Between surrounding swordsmen from other conquering tribes

Searching for the mate who will become our brides

She'll judge our faithful eyes and loving courage

As we break free of our prison and bondage

She'll be our bona fide canon and lover of truth

Escape our sweetest tooth and honest youth

She'll be our milk and our honey forever

Interlace us and challenge us with the foremost endeavor

Our greatest ambition is to achieve such grace

And have her hand in such a place

To have that hand she must give all

Before he puts up the monumental wall

© 2011 David Greg Harth

2011.11.14.13:37:00@130BklynNYC