physically beautiful with scars or not
mentally awake, **** or hot
aesthetically pleasing to the eyes
humanly generous than others by miles

she is woman like we all know
when she wants her love could be pure as snow
when she likes she can be as plain as paper
at the same time as sweet as wafer

she is a mother first of all
she gives her all till her strength falls
she goes hungry till they are satisfied
making parental love magnified

across the years she has been fettered
loved, appreciated and likewise battered
she has been used to the point of depression
till today she still lives in oppression

let us rise up in defense of our women
their love and affection is mightier than the pen
the foundation of the world is built on them
thats why i wrote this poem for them

let us raise our glasses to all the women of the world
lets love them and spare them the rod
they are made from our manly ribs
they deserve our praise from every manly lips