**She is a Woman**
She is a woman, yes, a human with a heart,
She holds an immeasurable worth.
Whether you like it or not,
This woman is my light, a rare gem.
Her days and nights pass like waves,
She doesn’t hold back; she endures the flames.
But when the world calls upon her, she rises,
Do not take her lightly—she is not just a vessel.
Respect her as she enters and leaves,
Do not push her around at every turn.
Do not deny her space to stand or rest,
Do not reduce her to just a cup of tea.
With outdated beliefs and empty faith,
Never belittle or degrade her worth.
I'm her older brother, I hear her silent cries,
She is young, but time has tested her,
She has ripened too soon, without warning,
She became a mother to me, carrying my burdens.
Her body is fragile, her bones are weary,
I owe her a debt I can never repay—her sacrifice for my childhood.
The laughter we shared, the moments we stole,
Now I see, she was always greater than I realized.
On dark days,
Through people's ridicule and pain,
When I failed to stand for her,
She still rose,
Chasing every dream they said she could never reach.
Though they whispered, "A woman is small,"
She proved them wrong,
Giving without hesitation,
Standing firm, holding me close,
My shelter in every storm,
My sanctuary of honor and love.
She is a woman, yes, a human with a heart,
She holds an immeasurable worth.
Whether you like it or not,
This woman is my light, a rare gem.
Though she was young and still finding her way,
They didn't wait, they cast their judgment.
She thought her life was just beginning,
But the world stood against her, watching, waiting.
Family, tradition, and old ways,
Discipline disguised as cruelty,
They silenced her voice before she could even speak.
If she had never birthed, never nurtured,
Would they still see her worth?
Would they recognize her pain,
Or dismiss her as nothing?
She cries, "Let me live, let me be!"
But they place limits on her every step.
Do not insult her, do not dismiss her,
Do not brand her as nothing,
For she is everything.
She is a woman, yes, a human with a heart,
She holds an immeasurable worth.
Whether you like it or not,
This woman is my light, a rare gem.
To me, she is flawless—she is my mother.
She gave up her youth, her innocence,
She remained humble, unshaken,
Still a girl, yet carrying the weight of the world.
Yes, I am her child, forever in her debt,
Calling her "Mother" is not enough,
For she is my foundation, my protector,
The silent warrior who bore all my pain.
She is a woman, yes, a human with a heart,
She holds an immeasurable worth.
Whether you like it or not,
This woman is my light, a rare gem.
