Woman: Every Home Altruist

Woman: Every Home Altruist long poem

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Everything in her
serve the good in others,
her daily activities promote
joy and happiness of fellow

Early in the morning,
her concern is her
throughout the day,
her interest is about
home front’s welfare

At night she takes stock
of services rendered,
her mind she turns to
super intelligent calculator
that take all details of daily

Her heart-inner room-
becomes a spread on mat
for everyone to lie,
her abode she makes
public square and courtyard,
the temple everyone visits.

Her milk-literal and
she gives to everyone
as nourishment;
her breasts the apple
non-seasonal fruit
every living dine on,
yet never run out.

Same breasts-her soul mate-
upon sighting or touching
elicit joy no money can buy.

Her tummy-the palace-
beyond description,
a multi-purpose mansion
every soul will hire for
nine months.

Her specially designed
through it seed of
life is planted,
by means of it same life
is delivered.

Her back the eternal abaft
that carries and supports
load of life.

Her legs mobile wheel and
the vehicle of life,
her hands-she use to
feed the nation-
same hands are the
repository for the
codes of love.

Her tongue-where wisdom-
her mouth-bedrock of
smiles with potential to
stop a war,
nuclear arsenal
can’t accomplish.

Smiles that define love and
explain love,
smiles that cement love,
smiles the gateway to peace.

Woman-symbolic tree of life,
multi-purpose-palm tree-
that gives what no other
trees have.

Woman-in you life resides,
woman-through you
life is nurtured,
by means of you-life is
sustained, preserved, and

You are more than gold,
you are more than silver,
you are more than copper,
you are more than diamond,
yes-you are more than emerald.

Woman-the symbol of LIFE.

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