Are women half the sky?

Women are half the sky, 

you do not understand and ask me why?

Because they live for others,

Are sisters and are loving mothers.

They hike up the unseen,

And fight the ugly and mean.

They get raped, abused and are all knocked-up,

They withstand it all without a hiccup.

They sigh and tears they silently shed,

They take all the pain given by the men they wed.

Ask how it is to be a woman,

And I say can there be any other bad omen?

I ask God to help me now,

So not to be weak I take a vow!

A woman in distress, someone else's mistress,

Of a man who makes her constantly restless.

She will one day break all the barriers,

Be free like a bird and fight like warriors.

So respect her always and love her more,

Because you will not like to see how a woman reacts when she is sore.

I hope there is out there, someone who loves a woman,

Who does an act so very very uncommon.

If the pain and atrocities do not stop against woman,

She will kill and destroy men because,"Hell hath no fury like a wrath of a woman."