Tears Of A Woman Poem by Major Elazia

Dear Mama
Oh my dear mama I cry
I have no more faith in a good hope
A good hope of a happy life
A happy life of a woman living in this world
A world created for the word of men

I dream Mama I dream
I dream the tears of a forgotten love
With no comfort of the dove's peace
I stare at the scattered pieces of my life
And my battered body shattered by cruel men
Oh Dear Mama I cry
I cry to be born a woman
A woman in a world of men

I live from the gutters
And in my daily rat race I feed from the garbage
And the men of the pulpit received me well
But deceived me with Manna in a chase of the bed
The wound in my heart bleeds with my child
Cuddled in my arms facing tough unknown huddles
Dear Mama I cry
The tears of my child is the pain in my blood

Oh mama I cry
My life is a daily diary of trouble
To raise my daughter in anguish of denial
To which the father remains unknown in location
For how long shall I cry
For how long shall this pain consume of
Oh Dear Mama I cry
I cry being born a woman
A woman in a world of men

Oh Dear Mama how I cry
Searching for a job that comes not my way
I have to go away from the norms of survival
In the brothels I make an arrival for men
They use my body for fun in return for money
I loose my face and there is no solace for me
Oh Dear Mama I cry
I cry being born a woman in a world of men

The beautiful flower now withers in the sun
My bright colors are now a dull moonless night
I am walking to my end
This bones and flesh have no will to live
Oh Mama I cry
I cry my sadness over your lonely grave
Tell me Mama I need to know
Just like me I know you faced the same coffin
But did you also cry on grandma's grave
Did you cry those tears of a woman
A woman trapped in a world of men