Beauty is a gift that is pure in heart; beauty is the shell of a daily womanís art,
Women of the world breeding an everyday babyís breath, woman of the world reflecting natures natural thread,
Like Eve at the beginning to a story only told, yet Isis is evident, witnessing the power of femininity unfold,
The strength of the woman as she embraces herself through time,
Joan of arc is an example, leading a war from the divine,
Then Teresa came in the spotlight to heal the sick and poor minds, a true humanitarian lady, on a mission not giving up until her time,
We follow on to Dianna as she puts charity on the map, her compassion for the children while wishing a vaccination, for the Aids stage-manage trap,
Women of the Western world, pick your makeup guns up, as everyday is about status must look good in the daily rush, wearing my mask of defence, to attract the right pretence,
I hold my ground I defend, naturals not my daily friend.
My friend can become a book, to many Eastern women of the world,
It says to cover myself up, otherwise Iím out of luck, if I happen to love for love, and not be wife number five,
I decide to unveil my being,
Now I must be stoned till I die,
Slave sex trade and pornography, models, cheating housewives galore,
Whatever happen to the woman, without the nickname of a whore?
I do not Question the woman, as I write the blueprint to life;
Just remember Iím that woman, that represents beauty in a God given right,
To symbolise the power of the Almighty,
The Biblical Tree of Life.