by Pranitha Devi Wickins
(Pietermaritzburg; kwazulu Natal, South Africa)
(An extreme illustration of role reversal in society today – Inspired by Proverbs 31:10)
I am woman, Hear me roar My words can smite you To the core And if you try to challenge my right I’ll fight you back with all my might
Society tells me that it’s my turn to have my say, to work and earn to be the head in places of work to be a woman is now a perk
I rule the roost in my home I call the shots and choose my tone I’m the breadwinner, I will decide Even if my man wants to hide. BUT… Is that how it’s meant to be Do we need that particular key I’m now confused, where does it stop Should I still cook and clean and mop
Then my Father guided my eyes And showed me fact from this world's lies He showed me that we were always blessed When we worked hard to protect our nest
He showed me not to think I’m wise And look beyond what’s in my eyes Wisdom and management is his gift to us If our lives with him we trust Where our man is head of the home And our gifts never make him groan
I am woman Feel me soar When my man feels proud my family’s secure.
Hi Pranitha, thanks for sharing another poem of yours with us here! You put in deep thoughts into your writing and create pieces that set people thinking. This one sets us thinking about women's current role in the family.