O Women, the Mothers and Sisters
O Women, the mothers and sisters,
That the world can treat you like this!
You were heroes from the start
When you left your father's house
Aiming to build your own nest.
This you'd do in a foreign land,
The home of the man!
Mother, caterer, dairy,teacher,
Social worker, cook, laundress,
Sometimes even lecturer, judge,
Lawyer, politician, whatever!
But there are some who see you
Merely as low hanging fruit
For ridicule and abuse!
You pioneered in the struggle for freedom
But when it came you were pushed aside.
You're now faced with another struggle:
The fight for gender equality!
Men want to keep you in your place.
Wish you strength and luck!
Your battle is an uphill one
Because your man is compromised!
His work is to support you
But here , he is unemployed.
It's an anomalous situation!
In truth half the world is sick!
And it comes to you!
My humble suggestion would be:
Carry on fighting for your house.
Honour your man come rain or shine
Whether he has or he hasn't!
Continue making your house a home.
You'll be truly accomplished!
And have God in your life!
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