SHE

Sweet as honey

Legs crossed

With a church-lady stare

She observes

Takes notes

Sharp  as morning light

Eyes on a mission

Smile on her face 

She analyses

Gets insight

As quiet as morning dawn

As humble as air

She flows through the noise

Unseen, invisible, diminished, underestimated

She gathers information

Swings the votes

She wins

By Deborah Melom Ndjerareou