This poem is dedicated to all you brave women – you fearless wives. You chose to put your husband and family first ahead of your career, thereby serving them instead of yourself. You chose to truly have it all by ordering your life in the sequence of marriage and family first, then career in the latter part.
You know who are and the cost of your sacrifice. Thank you for your inspiration.
A real fearless girl am I, listen to my ROAR,
Away from my husband I’ll never be tore.
The thought of that, I simply abhor.
A victim mind I’ll never be,
No matter what the critics say to me.
On this I know, we’ll never agree.
Truly fearless became my heart,
When I married my forever counter-part.
Home’s, truly powerful sweetheart.
The more wholly feminine I am,
A bigger bite out of the enemy’s plan.
To increase the breadth of, his career wingspan.
Excellent skill gives respite to refresh,
Grows iron thighs of masculine flesh.
To bear, the more on my Suresh.
Prosperity and strength success to symbolize,
Guarding till he returns with our prize.
His kept await in anticipation, his allies.
Fearless wife lacks victim’s gene,
And never divides the homeward team.
Nor forfeits her position of ruling queen.