I
Wondrous mothers
Wondrous sisters
Givers of undefined love
Sweet and lovely still
II
Your eyes melt men’s hearts
Your hair smells of scented baths
You are mother earth
Givers of life
Intelligent mistresses of God
III
Gentle kisses given
Children reared by you succeed
You creator of warriors and popes
You creator of writers and singers
You creator of friends and enemies
IV
So many words to describe
Your worth
Words from you quiet your families
You are exquisite and wise
V
Oppressed by man to this day
Man rules you with an iron fist
But, you fight and gain independence
This is splendor
Freedom from abuse by those
That claim to love you
VI
Bless you sister
Bless you mother
Days are better asunder
Fight on!
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