The bitch belched,
The stench of alcohol oozed.
Smoke
Spiralled from the "smoke"
Clenched between her bony fingers.
"To hell with men",
"I am a feminist",
She slurred
And slumped
And fell into slumber
On her dirty settee.
The whore mongers
Had a feast.
(C) Chidi Anthony Opara
#2023Poeticthoughts
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Chidi Anthony Opara is a Poet, Professional Fellow of Institute Of Information Management Africa, MIT Chief Data Officer Ambassador, Registered Freight Forwarder and Editorial Adviser at News Updates.
More about him here: https://independent.academia.edu/ChidiAnthonyOpara