Life of a Woman in the Village

The women of the village work together

From the village stream they bring water

The earthen pots are full to the brim

The hard work keeps them slim and trim.

There are no men in the village square

They have all gone to the village fair

In the village square they gather

They would have liked to go to fair rather.

Still it is not all that bad

They need not be sad

Enjoy the nice weather and frolic

Some dance, some clap, some just sit and rollick.

The sun is still shining bright

They are not resigned to their plight

They are enjoying the time to gossip

It pushes away the thought of hardship.

The daughters of the village

Go to the nearby town college

They have the knowledge and are aware

They can handle townsmen’s glare.

The village air is pure

But advancement opportunities are rare

The choices in life should be theirs

For it is life that is theirs.