I was 24 0nce.

Woman, why do you sneer through my struts?
Jeer with each rhythmical shakes-
Is it because of the faded glow on my skin,
my saggy breasts, big tummy and a body that’s
now out of shape from months of breast feeding-
I was 24 once, woman.


Borne through a time i often cherished-
where music was meaningful and deep- from the
sweet soul and old skool-

a time where Marvin Gaye,Anita baker,

Temptations, four tops and more
posed the moves and the sweet sexy beats
finger snapping, soul shaking music
It was amazing and Woman, i was sexy as hell-

With my beautiful nappy hair, a glowing skin
a lovely waist size, perhaps better than yours
and i had an added beat to it, Intelligence
Woman, i was beautiful, sexy and intelligent
when i was 24.


Weave through those strides, woman
let your beauty accentuate your inside
wrap it up with a glow and watch your brow
for what’s appealing on the outside, can be
empty on the inside.
Years will tread on and that glow will fade,
that smooth will grow wrinkled and covered
with stretch-marks- the freckles might come too
and you’ll whimper like a purr
feed your pillow with your woes soaked up in tears
of a fading youth-
The type of aging that even the blades of plastic
surgery might go blunt-
there is a close defiance that rocks through


Appreciate while you can- enjoy the bliss of 24
but be wary of a woman whose age has dawned
for even as you jubilate and down cast another
woman, your wrinkles close by every day-
and right now, you kind of look 40.
Woman, i was prettier than you at 24.



Author: AfroetryC

I am an African woman and a mother to a precious little angel. I love to use the term "Afro-floetic Queen" mostly to describe my poetry and my roots. I love poetry...art, soul music and inspirational bits of knowledge to offer advice and counseling to those who need it. I can be very witty, straight forward but fun. Ha. ha... A colorful perception of the world - expressed in my poetry. I want to inspire people with my Poetry...give them hope, while also advising them. Life is a learning process and i am happy when one of my pieces directly affects or inspires one of my readers. Let's take a detour around experience, and let me fill your minds with sweet poetic juices.... Note: Just changed my user name from FloetryC to AfroetryC because the latter is more personal and describes my Spoken Word Poetry better.

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