SHE

In a stress free lane 

We embarked on the foot of voyage,
This we daily go with no thought of menace to our age.
From there we learn the gist of a brighten mother,
Which was also made known by the wise man 

in appreciation of their work to our father.

Through her he gets the great honor from everyone of all age,
Not as the 21st century holy Mary whose laps have no gage,
And always set to make peace with him that slap do thunder in his face,
Upon a slight argument to lay claim for feminist in this Millennium phase.

A woman of substance she's called 

For early does she daily wake for the care of her family.
Tender hearted that her children are the instruments of peace,
not as that one we daily make our journey 

That in her silence many have done reunion with the ancient family.
By all she's loved cos feminist or no feminist 

Her heart detest not to make peace,

Yet in her is the fountain of education and discipline,
Not as our immediate mother 

That no members of the husband can be inclined,
Little are to be blame for the action of our immediate mother 

As against the husband family,
Cos in such is the shrine of provocation 

That some innocent were laid to the cave so early.

Show me that great woman that is faithful to the end,
And I will tell you that she's the most happy at the end.
I pray you my creator 

Open my eyes to know that Esther whom you have made for me,
So that I will not through lust go in search of Jezebel that will kill your spirit in me.