A woman that believes men have nine bones
A woman that believes man comes first
A woman that thinks in the circle of men’s desire
A woman that believes her man determines her paradise
A woman that believes her man is her Lord
A woman that believes men have what she lacks
I need an African wife
Not a wife that draw me roster
That will not enter the kitchen without my presence
That becomes fragile when she’s pregnant
That looks indifferent when I am angry
That allows my sons bend rather than prostrate
That tells me what to do rather than advice
Oh I need an African wife
That will smile when she sees my mother
That will serve me peppered vegetable
That will think of home while in office
Yes I need an African wife
Not the one that will think of clients
While in the kitchen
That will serve me cold foods
In my air conditioned edifice
Yes I need an African wife
That believes her personality makes her first lady
That believes her office in the company of my house
Are the kitchen and the bed
Oh God, I need an African wife
That will be contented with the wealth you gave me
That I will be able to treat democratically
Written by: Bada Yusuf Amoo
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
