Wombman= Man with a Womb=Woman.
I heard someone once say,
When you are a manufacturer, your first product is a test. She was making reference to the fact that when God created Man, Adam was a test product after He created Adam, God wasn’t satisfied because all Adam was hard Rock.
But God needed another kind of product that will partner with him in the business of Creation full of emotion,soft and succulent with the ability to receive and nurture seeds of greatness to fruition. So he went back to his drawing board and started mapping out strategies to make another man,but this time having different feature and a bag inside her to conceive life and assist God in spreading life -the bag is her womb.
The rest they say is history- In today’s world, we see how the Man tries to annihilate himself by destroying his Womb(man) with every weapon available. Through the many faces of violence and abuse against Her.
What is it about her?
what is it about the woman
You want to break her,
You molest her
You want to disfigure her
Till she can’t recognise herself
Or believe she’s worth anything
The same thing that draws her to you
is what is pushing her away from you
Strange isn’t it
You love her,you want to own her but she’s not a property to be owned
You oppress and suppress her
You despair because you can’t break her
Because there is a virtue in her
The capacity to absorb all that you throw at her, and still keep her head high
and still keep her head held high
You want her to need you
You try all you can to find validation through her
You like to see her weakened to show your strength
If only you knew that
You are the other half of her
Just as she is the half of you
Without her, you are not complete
The woman is in the man complete
The man is in the woman made whole
You chip her away slowly with your actions
Bit by bit
You try to make her ugly,unwanted and unloved
You say she’s not enough
Yet you are the incomplete one
You want to be her “El-Shaddai”
But you know what
You shall die
Because you die every time you don’t let her blossom.
Who does she think she is?
Too admirable
Too Bold
Too confident
Too daring
Too Educated
Too fabulous,fearless,Too famous
Too successful
Too industrious,
Who permitted her to be all this and all that?
Oh I thought you knew.
Ask Her Manufacturer
Because it’s not you.
How dare she achieve so much ?
She was given the capacity to be all this and all that,
The womb was not just to make babies alone
It was designed in her to keep her dreams until it shows forth
So while you trying to hold her down , you made her srronger still
This beautiful masterpiece, is a treasure too valuable to be handle by mere mortals
Too complex, in her complexities her true beauty unfolds.
She is the Wombman.
The greatest life producing entity in the Universe.
The Woman
The right hand of the Man
The one who came out of Man.
Intrincately woven by the hands of the Creator of beings,of time of things
She is Woman.
African woman,oriental woman, women all over
Caucasian,Mongolian, blackish whitish,brownish
We are all of us complete!
Inspired by my Mum -Mopelola Lafiaji
Ezinne Ukoha and The poet Donna
A little piece of my #Mopelola, A song gradualling morphing into a Movement 😀
#Mopelola-The Memoir of a Revolutionaire.
