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Often thinks about their youthful days
Each time I set my eyes on them
That moment when they were in their prime
When they were the cynosure of all eyes
But now metamorphosis is at it again
Old age knocked at the door of beauty,
Both locked horns but aging claimed the victory.
That youthful beauty has faded.
That voluptuous, sagging mammary glands, bow.
Wrinkled were the initially smooth and fresh faces
This left me in the ocean of confusion
At last came out with a conclusion, ‘Beauty is a fading Entity.’
Fresh chicks consider your grannies
Perhaps you have none
Take a careful look at your mother.
Was once the most sought after in the city.
Was once the subject of discussion among her males’ peer?
Where are the beauties of old?
Fresh-faces be mindful of beauty, it fade.
Once upon a time cherished beauty can later be spit upon
However, I’ve always asked will I ever marry?
‘Cos I’m looking for a woman
Whose beauty will claim victory over old age.
The woman that will forever be young
And her charm forever be strong.
As per strength forever be strong
Will I ever get such among humanity?
Guess, I have to search till eternity.
If at all I can get such a special entity.
I am Odunayo Samuel AKERELE.
Remember, keep being you and keep being good.
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