The bangles on her ankles jingled relentlessly

Matching the rhythm of her swaying hips

Hungry eyes followed her as she sashayed through the crowd Hoping that she may salve their dripping pride on bended knees.

The greying wise ones sought to quench their curiosity Who was the lucky one?

Who has come to take their jewel?

Their answer lay on the final resting place of the palmwine.