e-Paper Poetry of Vinx

Womankind

Handle women like an egg
True love you will never beg
They can never be dethroned
No matter their broken bones,
The hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

There wouldn’t have been a man
So please, respect the woman
Compliment her with your strength
And do not strike her with it…
The hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

Not all time, she hits the nail
Humans are to err and fail
But please never you laugh at her
Instead, play and laugh with her
The hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

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