I know you can perceive the sizzling aroma,
Of my mouth-watering meal?
I’ve anointed my body,
And its sparkles will lift your spirit,
I’ve also made my hair in tiny cornrows,
So your fingers can fill the spaces in between.
That feeling is sensational
My arms are ready to welcome you,
My hands to feed you.
It’s not just a meal,
But one of pleasure, hope and faith,
Wrapped in one.
I know you must be stressed
I will be your Robinax.