A poem on women for the creative sunday initiative

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Hello everyone, how are you doing today?
It is another beautiful day, a wonderful Sunday to participate in the creative sunday initiative. Today, I will be doing a poem on "women".
My inspiration for writing this poem is to celebrate women for all they do, and who they are. Most times we overlook the important things, and it takes just a little guide or reminder to bring our attention to what is before us. The quality of our women cannot be overemphasized. I am not trying to stir up a feminist movement but just to appreciate what we've been given and work hand in hand to achieve our dreams. So, this is the poem celebrating women. I hope you enjoy it:

"THE WOMAN"

God created man,
The woman came out of man,
A scenerio with importance,
And the significance of great value,
Because the woman has the advantage,
Created out of the Creation,
Having features of the creation,
She was made with features common to them alone,
Some might say they were made for man,
But I beg to differ,
And though man’s effort has been to overshadow them,
They still prove their worth unconsciously,
Man’s domination over them is just a shadow,
Another excuse to weaken them to subjection,
Yet she grows brighter and better.

I have noticed and seen quite a lot,
But the woman’s heart is so good,
Even though they try to hide this fact,
Trying to play tough,
A fragile heart they still possess,
So full of emotion,
The woman as we know her,
Radiant and beautiful,
The mother of creation,
God’s own handiwork,
A creature so full of love,
Tenderhearted and loving,
So much emotion running in her heart,
Compared to man,
The difference is clear,
I guess they are just unique.

But it saddens my heart to see her losing value,
Because she does not place value on herself,
Probably because she does not know the value of what she has,
Even though we honour and cherish them,
We celebrate their very essence,
Yet they do not think that much of themselves,
Value struck into two,
They would rather bow to the shadow of men,
Than stand up straight,
But not all,
Some still prove their worth,
But how I wish they can all come to the consciousness of themselves,
Weaker vessels we call them,
But they are stronger than we think,
I’ll sing it on the mountaintop,
Women and their great potentials,
Such intelligence left idle,
To the women the world has ever known,
May we all live to our expectations?

Summary
• The poem is all about appreciating women for the quality they bring to the table. It's not like they perfect and flawless, but they are just blessed with gifts that are beneficial to mankind. From the poem, we can see that some of the women do not recognize or know their worth, which is painful. That's part of the reason why I took time to write this poem in their honor and make the obvious known to all.