Being a woman

Born from a woman,

Living in the spirit of a woman.

Breathing the stress of my duty right from birth.

Oh woman! Thy call is genuine.

Began the workings of nature,

Mother call me just for the future.

Be of courage and great stature.

For women are feared not for their names,

But by the strength of their sane.

Crushed and battled against 

With treming we may fall,

Our dreams to birth a new generation,

Is like a force Strang on our neck.

Whether we like it or not,

Whether we are killed or life.

We live for one and many to accomplish.

In the rooms of fishes and no stew,

Here in we are made to manifest our miracles like a woman.

To create something out nothing.

To open the mouth of the hungry in hope.

Oh woman,Thou art a miracle.

Is it to live out of my hardwork?

And feed like a febble ant?

Work have I strived night and day ,

Since my creation ,but seems unseen.

Cause my investment have been robbed by the debt of sealed dreams.

My children, my dreams

My husband, the stream

That flows these dream to come to me.

Out of me ,it comes to be cream

That covers my skin from the harzard and dust of these world.

In stress and thought ,

Our miracles work and are concieved.

Woman! Living in beauty that's stolen,

Into anguish of living for one and many.

Skinned off by the suns of the son

That was our dream.

Dear woman, 

You are strong and are valued

For the risk there have taken and sworn to win the race in unknown valleys.

Thy sons and daughters love thee

For their sake woman was gone to early grave.

To establish a seed of dream on Earth.

Woman! Thy face is painted in the heart of loving husband's.

Whoin secrets have blessed The Messiah for their fruitful search.

Be that you have always been

Good and perfect at your best.

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