I am what I am by the virtue of the lord
Blessed with perseverance, in the human fold.
Feel me in humility and love,
Disguised as mother, daughter, sister and wife.
Tuned in life in different roles,
Loved and cherished by every soul.
Pitied, shunned, coerced, submissive identity,
An inborn grit, to bear every adversity.
The mother of forbearer
Universal truth unfolds in strife.
Pain and joy in others happiness
An epitome of the highest sacrifice.
Blessed I am for been born
Part of an unending source of life governed.
Not something to be treated as uncommon
I am what I am; I AM A WOMAN.