***<center>Honey, the Sweet name at first sight

Quinine, the next term at the birth of plight

Like their heels

Her trouble creeps

When the desired affection

Turns dejection

And she grows cold

One who once was bold</center>***

***<center>Sentiments, her garments

Become her creed as she daily laments for the inhuman treatment

That birth her predicament

But who hears her

And who even cares

Even her tears, to them

Becomes a mess</center>***

***<center>One thing, often not seen

Is that her real beauty is within

And not in her make up

And her strength, deepened

When we help them up</center>***

***<center>Efo Kwadjo Mawugbe made it clear

In the chest of a woman doesn't only lie her breast

But an earnest desire for power

Yes! In a woman Lies power

A strong tower with fire

For long have we put her in prison

And given her that emotional poison<center>***

***<center>But lo! Now comes the season

To hear out her feeling

But for the woman

Man would still lie in her bewildering omen

And till all know and stick to this say

Life would ever be in disarray</center>***