Woman

not a woe-man,
not cause of famine;
feminine gender for the world peace
after all
woman she is

delusively she thinks-
feeble, lacking in strength
from God to her a blessing!

she does not know
from the man
if she expects kindness with servitude bliss;
then licentious eyes make her gripping cheese!

o' you' the woman
the sword with love, with thorns the flower;
the power of man cannot you deflower
if you-
do not pray any kindness from manly cunning fair, 
do not shed a drop of tear by manly fear;
be the rebellious in right path and be the dare



-May 21, 2019 Chattogram
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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May 23, 2019 at 7:46 PM
You have really covered the waterfront of feminine wiles, woes, weaknesses and strengths with this one, my friend! Just one additional thought: Subtract the 'woe' from woe-man, and you are left with man! Blessings, Gershon
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