To wake up at the crack of dawn,
Not to the snoozing alarms
But to the concerns, love and care for her loved ones,
Is definitely not a Superwoman.
Bundling her joy to celebrate her dear ones success,
Ignoring her inner voice to listen to the untold stories of her children
And armouring them with her affectionate hugs,
Is definitely not a Superwoman
Exploring new relations for the man of her heart,
And playing the queen’s role,
Distinctively satisfying every relation,
Parting from her parents,
Is definitely not a superwoman,
Weaving life within life, holding her breath,
Streaming her blood
And getting life on earth
Is definitely not a superwoman.
But I wish she dare to fly,
Fly from the morn of gender inequality, discrimination and animosity,
To be a superwoman.
But to stay is heroic and to fly is superwoman,
And to live with is supreme the woman,
The Woman of substance.