THOU WOMEN OF TAR THY LOVE HAVE FAIL THEE by Poet Henry Ochiagha(a poem dedicated to all virtues women)
On my way back from a sea voyage
I saw some beautiful women performing some rituals at the sea shore
when i inquire about them
I was told that they are women of Tar which will be sacrifices to the sea goddess in the gulf of Eden
Three of them were accuse of witchcraft while the other one was accuse of making her husband impotent
How long will this outrageous act continue?
The burden of truth makes the lies wary
In the beginning, everything was made perfect
From the ribs, you appeared to fill the vacuum of emptiness
Not knowing that the vacuum of emptiness is the vacuum of slavery
We lived together as one in the garden of life
Not knowing what is inside the heart of men
Out of love, Eve gave Adam the forbidden fruit because she wants him to be an extra ordinary human
Thy love thy strength thy weakness
The strength of thy love has become thy weakness
Who stole the seed of love we once shared?
In some countries, you are not allow to drive a car
You are not allowed to go to school
Some ruthless men even went as far as marrying under aged girls
Thy love and caring has led thee into unacceptable slavery
You're disenfranchise from exercising your franchise
Gender discrimination and hatred has covered thy love
But when perfection turn into imperfection, the stolen mandate of love returned through the forbidden fruit
Oh! women of Tar, when will your suffering be over?
You are not allow to marry a man of your choice
The sober reflection in the sky brings heavy down pour
You belong only in the kitchen
One of your major duty is to make babies
Some say 'women are the photo copy of God image while men are the real image'
Some of these outrageous things are instill in some religion and country laws
Trying to amend the laws is like finding a needle in a haystack
Thou women of Tar, thy love have failed thee because of the importance of Adam
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem