It was a slap
No, it was a hit
No it was a mock slap
No it was a slab hit
Her face was the surface
And her body was the ground
He hit it until she fainted
And what was the cause?
She did not cook on time
A woman is not mud
A woman is not without feelings of pain
A woman is not a born slave
A woman is not immune to sicknesses
A woman is human
She is human too Please treat her with care
And love
For though illiterate,
A woman is still a vessel
A vessel nature uses to bless humanity.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014