Cry of a Woman
you say am harmful yet so harmless
I'm so useful yet u call me useless
I have good manners yet u say I'm manner-less
You just treat me like a devil yet am sinless
I've got a brain yet u say am brainless
whatever you call me in your rage
God made me wonderfully in his image
I am a woman yes but not your tool
you have made me look like a fool
you married me to live in your house, Yes
but not to treat me as a slave and you the boss
I am a woman yes,but u need me in your life.
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