Womanhood

A caring mind,

     A bearing soul.

A shield for weak,

      burning coal.

The spearhead of charge,

    The vanguard of life

 Being Bled every day,

    by the unholy knife.

Bleeding every month,

    Starting the circle of life.

Ying to the yang,

    Pacifier of strifes.

If society is the archer                              

    They are the arrowes.

If they are sheathed,

    there is no tomorrow

They now fly ;

    slashing the dark night.

      Soaring like the fire arrow.

They bring the dawn-break,

    They build the future,

They are women,

 The arrows of the god.