A pair of VANS and tracks,
a lose fitting tee,
short cut natural hair
and no sign of jewelry
And she is still a WOMAN.
Our individual expression may be framed by "male attributes"
But our essence lies not in our window-dressing,
it lives in the pits of our genius.
We are WOMAN because:
royalty, compassion, potentiality, vigour, triumph and empathy,
Are the clay that sculpt us together.
Our blood runs in the veins of stars
and paints the night sky in it's forever.
And will immortally be,
written by Kgaltiso Letlape