“You are woman ” , mother said
Sit up, your make-up must not fade
be elegant be polite
for in all these will a man delight
sticking to this formulae for ages
she’d been robbed by friends family and lovers in different life stages
raped by her beauty with her own consent
of perception and vision in no little percent

stirring blankly in the face of her past
at the aesthetic view of shame, she felt downcast
she heard it again, “You are woman”
she giggled cynically, “Woman?, whatever that meant!”
To her, A cliche with no sentiment

” Do you not hear?” she heard the silence speak
the aching the groaning the moaning burning in your soul
a calling for the deep within the deep
buried while in natures untimely sleep
beyond your beauty and supple thighs
oh! rise up from where ignorance lies
the world awaits in tingling anxiety
will you not answer, woman why tarry?



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