The Woman

Beauty was her appearance at the first sight,
Her fellow human in the opposite dimension could not resist,
Her presence brought the flagrance of peace and splendor to the garden,
She is indeed a help mate for the man.

Little does the world know of her strength?
Her capacity defiles even the metaphysical order,
The thought of her prowess transcends the faculties of human mind,
Her absence is the presence of desolation in any kingdom.

She is the multiplying effect in the entire globe,
Conception, birth and nurture are her weapons,
Duplicating her offspring across boundless borders,
Though not without pain so excruciating, she is the mother of all.

Within her cavity lay two fountains of creaming honey,
Springs of life and health for survival of the new born,
A universal waterfall that transcend the corridors of DNA,
Which cools the heating belly of an orphan and the deserted.

She bears the love which defiles the dreaded face of death,
Bearing the fruit of her bowel through thick and thin,
Her endurance knows no bound for the safety of her fruits,
She is an epitome of care, she is the mother.

Under the scotching sun she sweat profusely in search for food,
Hawking and toiling in the market place for gain,
Not for her own pleasure but to feed her entire home,
Still at night her hands are burnt by the coal, none can pay the price better than her.

Her commitment to details makes her the best secretary by nature,
Her undeniable role of a keeper supersedes that of her human counterpart,
She is meticulously accountable in all,
Her seat on the throne is distinctively unique.

She is the fountain of sweetness on the bitter ranges,
With tears she travails in bearing the globe,
Though maltreated brutally under the yoke of her task master,
Her resilience to preserve her wards knows no bound.

Though feeble she appears as designed by nature,
Her soft words of persuasion breaks the dynamite heart of the strongest man,
She may be refers to as the weaker vessel,
But her weak touches control the globe’s direction.

A world without her is a corridor of desolation,
A kingdom without her falls a million time,
A community without her is worse than a cemetery,
She is the honey and the hope of our world.

Her display of happiness is the revelation of paradise,
Her humility in love opens the treasure house of King Charles,
Even Solomon craved for more of her, until he had a thousand to himself,
She is the power behind every great man.
Her invaluable contribution to national development brings progress,
Nation that looks down on her prowess romances retrogression and lack,
Oh that the world will massively tap into her wealth of ingenuity,
None can pursue a nobler course than a mother of all.

Bob Marley could not hold his piece when he chanted “no woman no cry”
Her vulnerability to rejection, neglect and depression is second to none,
Little does the world cares to illuminate her dark path in times of pain,
Yet she strive hard in pretense that all is well.

Stronger than the diamond she is,
Though in appearance like a jelly-fish,
Tougher than carbon nanotubes she is,
A heart of lioness in the face of adversity.

Her spirit in Esther reveals her boldness before death,
If I die, I die was her bravest rhetoric to the panting Mordechai,
Defiling the statutory ordinance of the Medo-Passian Empire,
She saved a nation in bound from the devil called Haman.

Woman, the only help ordained by nature to humankind,
Woman, the hope that circumvents the lifespan of our globe,
Woman, the only known catalyst for procreation,
Woman, the most precious cornerstone in the building of a nation!!!