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WHEN A WOMAN CLIMBS HIGH

When a woman climbs high
She sees the shape of creation
And uproots its destructive lie
Which can cause hurts and pains and drains in her nation

II
When a woman climbs high
She sees the troubles in the future of man
And stops many a man cry
By putting on temptation an absolute ban

III
When a woman climbs high
She gets to know the pate of success
And helps all get by
By teaching others to get knowledge’s access

IV
When a woman climbs high
She changes a house into a home
And forces harmony to act pie
Enjoyed by all in her home

V
When a woman climbs high
None can act ant to create holes of gullibility
For her worst disadvantage will be her sigh
Toppled by many a great ability

VI
When a woman climbs high
You can act goat to float on her emotions
All you’ll get is an ego corrosion
As shame acts rope to you tie

VI
When a woman climbs high
Man tricks bleach themselves into good behavior
As they work to best traits vie
Knowing there exists a better saviour

VII
So push a woman
Help a woman
Love a woman
Challenge a woman
Train a woman
Pray for a woman
…to climb high
To help this world, to chaos, say goodbye
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © July 27, 2021

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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