A woman is a strong power of force.
She gathers strength from many a source She has to cope with frowns and stares
And act as if she never cares. The roles that life gave her to play
Demands of her both night and day. A word of depth is what she needs,
Not just a man to buy the feeds. She wants some way to be a friend,
But lust destroys this in the end. For man with much a roving eye
Who has no insight, passes by.