Songs of Anisha
“Stars Will Never Fall,”
by Olunosen Louisa Ibhaze
I am an African woman
A vessel to be cherished and loved
My womb is like fertile soil
Waiting for the rains to quench its thirst
The African man is a warrior
Brave and strong
He possess all his heart’s desires
He stands tall and proud
He is a conqueror
My love is a treasure
It is endless and very forgiving
It endures
I should be one with this man
But to be, I must be conquered
Conquered gently by his love
He must stoop and swallow his pride
To conquer and win my love
Least I be taken by another
He must prove his love for me
Every one says, “I love you”
But these days these three words mean nothing
Our men are taught to be “men”
Only women express their feeling
A man who expresses is called a woman
If he is too cowardly
To prove his love for me
He doesn’t deserve me!
He is but a dreamer
Wishing for the impossible
I do not wish for a dreamer
I want a real man
A true man
The stars will never fall
From the sky above us
Nor will water ever marry fire
Nor will the earth beneath us
One day dwell above us with the sky
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