Spectemur Agendo Poem by kwane Lamb

My dear woman you are only…
A slave to mankind as long as you know not…
Become aware of you…the inner self…
“Respectful(when need be) , strong, beautiful, and
Wise of spirit” mother of life…
Life, itself…
No…one else…just God and woman…
Birth givers…and forgivers…
Lovers, loving…
A calling you are born into…
Tribology…if you will, is natural…
From within like mother earth…

You are no man’s turf…
But…you …are…the…center…of…
This earth…
And worth…the worth of waiting…
Or anticipating…now that’s relating…
What a combination…
On solving an obligation…
That has great temptation…
Which is not surprising…
The higher you, (woman) must come forth…
And take control of your very soul…
Or become…a Harridan once you get old…
For the man you want…
Is within you…so wake up…
And build your-self…
Happiness….