Answer me these questions,
Why?
Why are we made slaves for love.
Why must we beg for affection?
Why must we Labour for approval?

Women are like an endangered species. Women are becoming instinct,
and the sad part is this is happening within.
We walk as dead carcasses, we are empty  and tired of it.

Don't call me Imbokodo not on Womens day, when I should be celebrating instead of fighting your prejudices.
Don't patronise me,
I know it's only for your benefit.

Sigh...

© NdiphaRod