Women

The intricate design of my structure is a sacred piece only kings are deserving enough to possess
I carry that child on my hip 

I was born from my partners rib 
One sway of my body can make that man fall in the deepest trance and stay there until I say

I am women 
I am not something you pick apart and have you fun with 
I am not your sex slave 
I am not your servant 

I am not to be walked upon 
I carry centuries of a curse 
I carry it with pride 
I bore that child 
I pray over that man 

I am women 
Born from my partners rib 
I can make him fall into a trance 
YOU show me respect 

I can break you down or build you up quicker and better than any man will ever comprehend 
I'm not a girl 

I'm not a  
I AM WOMEN