You are a king 
Your beauty lies within your brown gold-freckled skin
And the layers of aso-oke upon your head; your crown, pronounced by culture

Hair; radiant as it is defiant
A representation of your spirit
Your beads and movement a magnet to a shattered soul
Eyes filled with many generations of command
Words akin to the word of the divine
Every curve of you dipped in honey
Every smile from you, a new-born miracle
Woman, you are a king.

-Erebi Ogun