From Me To Women. Poem by Elorm Dogbo

In the hands of a woman
Happiness lies.
God’s greatest gift to man
I say she is.

Starting from my mother:
She bore me;
She nurtured me;
She protected me;
She blessed me
And prayed for me.

Then I move to my wife,
My inseparable partner for life
She turned me into a father
After making me a husband
An answer to the prayer
I made when I was a bachelor.
But for now,
I pray she makes me not a widower.

Who was there
To protect me from the lips
Of those insolent girls
In my neighbourhood.
That is my sister.

It is through you
That my brother
Did things right,
Think things right,
And made decisions right.
It is through you
That my brother finds a haven.
You are my sister-in-law.

Many thanks go to you too,
All ladies,
For opening the doors
Of your world to me.
Especially the one now with me.

In this note
I just wrote,
To show
From my pen’s flow,
That you are the one eyed man
In this blind world of man.