Be my Mother woman,
Borne me in thy womb.
Hold me in thy tender
Bossom, help me pass
The troubled times.
Be my Sister woman,
Hold my tiny body
Above your head.Dance
With joy for the reason
That you have a brother.
Be my Wife woman,
Love me till the end
Of time.Bear me my
Progeny so that I can
Become a proud father.
Be my Forgiver woman,
Cause slay I would
In your foetus,given
Half the chance
For a scion of man.
Friday, March 28, 2008
Be my Woman
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1 comment:
Beautiful! is all I can say...I like the last stanza a lot...sort of highlights our thankless nature...keep up the good work :)
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