Farida’s Street Diaries: Check Yourself!

There she goes!
Twisting and spinning like she's won a lottery. Do you blame her?

1,000 cedis Peruvian hair nicely woven on her skull in a way that makes her blush

World trade center bag effortlessly fixed on the radius of her arm without a dash

Off to town she sets, cat-walking and parading herself like a model

Where to?
Do I even know?
She strides elegantly thinking the world lies in her Gucci purse

People stare and watch with gruesome faces as if to “sssss” and tell her the mess

In her naïve mind, she thinks “damn I look hot!”
Sorry Miss! Your leggings is screening a lot
As if she cares? Oh yea, she's aware!
She flirts with the tune of the wind swaying her away

Spontaneous smiles transmits to baffled street admirers who don't really give a fuss

Excuse me miss, your hair is a mess!
Unaware, she still thinks “damn I look hot!”
Now who will be bold to tame this lioness?
Just be sure she doesn't mistaken you for a prey
She looks red but it's a pity, she's unaware
Oh tell her!
Please tell her
Tell her, her butt is painted
Tell her, her hair is raised
Tell her, her bra is showing
Tell her, her zipper is open
Please don't forget to tell her that she rather looks awful

0ops! Smiles are fading now and anxiety is stepping in

Now she knows and she is tamed
She got nothing to say but I got something to say to her

When you walk along the street and you feel people staring at you

It's just one of two reasons
Either you look hot or you look horrible
Don't be too quick to conclude for the former when you haven't rechecked

At least I have told you!
By: Farida Shaibu/citifmonline.com/Ghana
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Blog: thinkperple.wordpress.com
Twitter: @fadydaisy