Give "Her" the Due

Hail "Her"

The "she" in every mother

Whether the earth, the river or the plumb woman

She toils hard to find heaven

Where seldom she would reside

Has to take refuge in the hell thriving outside

Unwelcoming to us still

The doyens who claim with zeal

Their rewards

Later ruling our hearts

Come as daughters

Come as sisters

And save us of the shame

Of not giving you a name

So what do they deserve

Just a birth to serve

To those ungrateful lot

Who has a say in every slot

Give "Her" the crown

Doesn't matter whether you frown

Give "Her" the due

She will build this world anew