The strength of a woman is an armour

Car, and she displays it in countless

Ways. The agony behind her smiles,

More than glimpses of determination.



The power of a woman is the ability

To absorb pain to make profit tomorrow;

Drying up all the deadly sorrows

That are constantly banging her joy.



The power of a woman is the ability

To live as a single parent and raise

Up her child or children alone.

She stands as a man, she is a man.



The power of a woman is her sound mind,

A mind that talks to the heart

To forgive, forget and move forward;

A mind of duty, and commitment.



The power of a woman is the ability

To lift up herself when the spirit is

Asleep; to show courage and zest,

To protect the very ones that hurt her.



The power of a woman is the ability

To go on when her family forsake her,

To go on and be fertile and productive,

Believing she can do anything.



Every woman is an atomic bomb,

It just takes the right moment to discover

Her purpose, and a path is compose;

Trusting In God to interpose.



The power of a woman is her strength

To love again, the ability to love

One guy; A woman is an inspiration,

Her touch is satisfying as a honest kiss.



The power of a woman is the ability

To stop crying and be a seed,

For she is a living seed,

A visoner not a prisoner.



The powers of a woman is the strength

Of a woman, A living blessing,

Every woman is a narce and I'm writing

To the woman reading this art of Powers.


© Habakkuk Kargbo (Rabbi)