Sisters Of The Earth

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I'm proud of belonging to the female race,        
To hail from the fair sex        
To be a part of womanhood , earthly sisterhood          
Not only because I have far less hairy        
Smoother, softer fairer pinker skin        
than the gents and men        
But also because it is only        
Our womb that cradles the unborn human        
That's why we are the cradle of civilisation and humanity.        
And our womanly lap that ensures the survival of the human race        
Our motherly lap is said to be a child's first university.        
I don't even mind being referred to as the weaker sex        
For I connote it to refer to how we are a delicate delicacy          
Upon which our men ravish and feast upon        
Wherein also lies part of our powers ironically.        
I mean I have read of kings who gave up thrones        
Just so they can feast their enamoured eyes upon and love a woman!        
         
The chauvinistic world of men has tried to sideline us        
Yet powerful women have risen and shone in all ages nevertheless.        
Thank you God for creating the mother of all humanity, our first mother, Eve.        
Long live womanhood, be proud of your gender.        
Let's change the male dominated masculine mindset of this world        
And make it more women friendly and feminine.        
Men are referred to as gentlemen in English,        
yet that can be paradoxically harsh in reality        
For more women are gentler ironically .        
       
A woman is flower power      
That can shake the world with her delicate petals      
As her softer voice has learnt    
to pierce, melt and mould his fierce metals      
of masculine armours of physical strength      
Without employing swords or guns.      
   
A woman is divine art admired by her admirers      
A vital divine creation that creates and nurtures      
because the Creator has entrusted her with that magnificent role.      
       
         
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Crowns with heads so full of curlers
scepter and orb a dustpan and brush
When things need to multi task
You cant ask a man to do all that

 Handbag full of mysteries
A selection of white lies
Not fall flat upon our face
But on your toes to rise

The apron strings tied to our heart
A nurcher bigger than Wall Mart
Indelible the will transforms
The roses and the thorns

Clasp the stems and bleed unseen
Be resolute and show no pain
Emotion deep within her grain
Of feminine, in that wake I sail
  
Glass ceilings try to hold them down
 Weinstein casting couch be banned
For Liberty that statue so regal
The matriarch of all womans ideals

Effigy there on the rock
Millions like birds to her flock
To hold up the torch
A beacon shine and not debauche

The thrones domains, incisive powers
Skirts and petticoats in whispers lowered
Sirens sing with a chant so mellow
Choreograph a spell to follow

Harbour all mankind to her breast
Larger than life, earths mothers embodiment
A womb of unborn solace
Raise on a pedestal,  surreal and still be commonplace

Crying angels around her feet
 Underpinning domesticity
Amazon that chariotess
St joan of ark up to that quest

Just flesh and blood be that fortresss

Pretty lady why did you
win me with your smile,
trap me with your eyes,
Catch me with your touch.
Tell me why did you
Cross my path with your charm,
Steal my heart with your care,
Turn my head with your manners.
Be honest, why did you
Melt me with your kindness
Leave me in awe with your goodness,
Grip me hard with your wisdom.
I don't know why, but am glad you did.

The Sky it opens up and beckons deeper-
The Earth, she opens up her thoughts to me-
The glory of the clouds to this truth seeker-
Once was, is, and will never be-
 
Another day of sunlight leads the way-
To guide me off a path already strayed-
The water forms the puddles as it rains-
The image of myself, molded from clay-
 
The roots take hold to roots take hold of roots-
Dance upon the hive, one with the bees-
Planted are my thoughts, my feet, like seeds-
A gentle breeze will bring me to my knees-
 
The Sky, it swallows shut as I awaken-
Leaving me behind, feeling forsaken-
My body and my mind are both untaken-  
The trembling of the ground leaves me quite shaken-
 
A billow of smoke rises to meet the clouds-
Who take their time to dissipate-
I sit under the canopy of trees-
Silent with the birds, we watch and wait-
 
Flowers on the bloom, and fruit upon the vine-
Poison to the heart, such glory of the times-
Casting stones at ponds, who ripple their effects-
Slithering, the snake, will wrap around your necks-
 
Another omen met, another secret forgotten-
Another poem left, another beacon rotten-
The Sky it beckons up, and opens deeper-
The sea washes away all hope beneath her-
 
Fossilized footprints now cracked in two-
An open valley screams to ears, soundproof-
Conjuncture of the dust and germs that meet-
A sign you waited for, tossed at your feet-
Lost symbolism, holds no meaning-
Drooping willows dying in the spring-
 
Butterflies, now burnt by the Sun-
A caterpillar dying in the womb-
Days of ours numbered, done is done-
Losing life before completion of your tomb-
A broken light inside your living room-
Broken by the trees I must assume-
 
Ironic how the algae form the catalyst-
Something lost to all cannot be missed-
On this sacred place in which we kiss-
Beneath what was to be, this poison mist-
 
Blessed are the days lost to silence-
Blessed are the days removed from violence-
Ran away from Earth, your mighty highness-
Castration, equal to your shyness-
 
The pity of the grass so tread upon-
While the pity of the mass, they will show none-
The city of the sands in all its glory-
Is dead and gone only to leave its story-
 
The Sky it opens up and beckons deeper-
Lost meaning of the keys, to their keepers-
A tidal wave of truth will be ignored-
Facing backwards and walking forward-
 
Fossilized emotion-
Love potion-
Discarded notion-
Blatant fools-
 
Touching moment-
Sexual atonement-
Flopping blowfish-
Trapped in shallow pools-
 
My Moon has gone, has left me feeling-
Has left me feeling completely empty-
The stars they fade from this massive ceiling-
I ask for their forgiveness, non-repenting-
 
I wave to the ocean, who remains motionless-
No movement, I feel emotionless-
Hardened to the point, feeling alone-
This must be how we created the stones-
 
The Sky it beckons up and opens deeper-
Staring to a long and distant fear-
Miles of isolation conjures smiles-
Facing, pacing, awaiting, Egyptian death trials-
 
A heart, weightless-
A judge, faceless-
The way you guide your tongue is tasteless-
Hollow amazement-
To find you are fateless-
An anger that is hateless-
 
A planet that is farthest-
Occupied by whom are heartless-
 
Enrichment of the soil-
Plant your shiny coins into our dirt-
A snake sat perched and coiled-
Awaiting the day it is rebirthed-
 
Covered by the veil of all these branches-
The blinding light reflects the evening dew-
The bird emerges in song just as it hatches-
Passing of the seasons right on queue-
 
Another gust of wind flows through her hair-
The Sky it opens up and breathes in deeper-
Behind her creeps the day, though unaware-
That the ground she walks upon smiles beneath her-
 
The universe comes together just to stare-
To life itself, she is its sustenance-
Callisto turns her head, she does not care-
Burdened by the jealousy of her, hence-
Hence the reason know one knows her name-
No one utters out her final words, since-
Since IO has prevailed in vein-
Water surfaces to her face, where it all together fades before her lips-
 
The ground she walks upon faints beneath her feet-
Both blessing each other in this moment-
The echo of the silence, leave them be-
They are of sacred gifts, grand bestowments-

Soul and spirit mate without hesitation-
Their love unknown to us, unless they've shown it-
Soul and spirit change, twisting evaporation-
She is your goddess, even if you do not know it-