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W.O.M.A.N
How am I supposed to feel as a person when you objectify me?
Making me a show for your eyes, to create vice in your mind.
Am I not a woman like the one you call mother?
One that nurtured and cared for you.
Am I not a girl like your sister?
One that looks up and depend on you for protection.
No! Because all you see of me is that this dress could be shorter-
Or if only I’d make these pants a little tighter, your appeal to me would be uncontainable..
And So desperate to have you notice me, I do it… disgrace my body, my temple for the Lord.
Who is a woman to a man? Are we not the vessels through which your life….new life is brought forth?
Or are we just here to help you create your twisted little fantasies
Because you’re not man enough to face reality..
To see me for more than just my thick thighs, bright eyes and skin deep beauty.
No! Because all you see of me is my figure 8 shape as you pathetically drool over me-
Saying show it to you,
But broken hearted I say “no! My body I will not disgrace,
My temple for the Lord I will not vandalize for the prompt lived pleasures of your eyes.
MEN… let this be your reality. A woman should be to a man his existence,
Without which there is no meaning.
Did not Adam yearn for eve?
A W.O. MAN is the Wings Of a MAN through which without he cannot fly.
A woman does make a man into a man. She makes him a warrior, to which he grows heart,
She makes him a master, to which he is adorned,
She makes him a leader, to which he can guide,
A woman’s plan was never to dominate a man but to build his character.
Making me a show for your eyes, to create vice in your mind.
Am I not a woman like the one you call mother?
One that nurtured and cared for you.
Am I not a girl like your sister?
One that looks up and depend on you for protection.
No! Because all you see of me is that this dress could be shorter-
Or if only I’d make these pants a little tighter, your appeal to me would be uncontainable..
And So desperate to have you notice me, I do it… disgrace my body, my temple for the Lord.
Who is a woman to a man? Are we not the vessels through which your life….new life is brought forth?
Or are we just here to help you create your twisted little fantasies
Because you’re not man enough to face reality..
To see me for more than just my thick thighs, bright eyes and skin deep beauty.
No! Because all you see of me is my figure 8 shape as you pathetically drool over me-
Saying show it to you,
But broken hearted I say “no! My body I will not disgrace,
My temple for the Lord I will not vandalize for the prompt lived pleasures of your eyes.
MEN… let this be your reality. A woman should be to a man his existence,
Without which there is no meaning.
Did not Adam yearn for eve?
A W.O. MAN is the Wings Of a MAN through which without he cannot fly.
A woman does make a man into a man. She makes him a warrior, to which he grows heart,
She makes him a master, to which he is adorned,
She makes him a leader, to which he can guide,
A woman’s plan was never to dominate a man but to build his character.
Published 25th Feb 2013
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13th Mar 2013 7:06am
Hi*..I couldn't read this poem without letting you know that this is truly a beautiful work of art that couldn't be put into better words! Many young Women should really read this and learn to love themselves and not sell themselves for a little love and attention from males with no direction themselves* Anyways it's very inspirational and I luv it Good Job :)
