Created from the rib of man meant her position was right beside and never in merciless irony hands.
She dreads to fight because of fear
Her voice goes mute whenever she wants to scream
Voiceless are her cries and broken is her smile
A stranger to peace and a commoner to tears pain and sorrow
Darkness has failed to give her solace neither her tears able to moisturize the dryness on her face
In labor she travails to bring forth another human being to life
Despite the pains and the turmoil of labor she gladly embraces her new one
Routine of breastfeeding, diaper changing and sleepless nights follows
She does this in the name of love to a man whose love is miles away
This man has nothing to offer but a bitter pill of anger, rage and hatred
His music is full of torture as his words are never positive
But strongly she lives and fights for the cause of her children
She wears the victor’s crown
A hero whose song is never sang ………………..