I do not need a man

But your children need a father

Well, he left them and ran

But you chose the boy with colorful feather

He was nice, hard, and thugged-out

Yes, those are boys who love escape routes

The fool never comes to see his seeds

But you knew he saw his others as weeds

I am done with men; he is a dumb-ass

No, you need to be trained to love Obamas

I need no man; I am a strong and independent sister

Blessed is she that keeps husband and children together

Ehimwenma E. Aimiuwu ~ Poem Copyright © March 2009