A Hero She Rises
Thousand words cannot praise,
Million hugs showing gladness,
A gift for the hero I will raise,
No word can describe her zeal,
My unsung hero I hope to praise,
Strength to strength she grows,
A woman my hero she rise high.
Woman strength is unmatched,
From dawn to dusk her tenderness,
Love that raises many generations,
In the lands tilling she never tires,
Raising children alone she fights,
Struggles, her dreams benefits more,
Yet my hero they never sing about.
Pains she bears for her love,
A protector she is a fighter,
A worrier wining all battles,
A queen she stands to protect,
A mother she natures with love,
Standing tall even when deserted,
A conqueror my true hero I praise.
In honor of mothers of the world,
Sisters we never care to celebrate,
Street mothers we abuse and refuse,
Young girls we subject to cruelty,
Traditions a weapon to weaken,
Let’s fight the evils in societies,
Grow strong generations of women.
Copyright © Bernard Wachira | Year Posted 2015
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