Mail to the Mighty God

I am an ordinary woman,

Like every single one here,

Never do anything forbidden,

Mother of two, with a tear,

Was slender and cool like a cucumber,

Now more like a melon swollen an acre,

Glow and beauty devoured by my own flesh,

I wish like the computer there was a refresh,

To bring back the lost blush and finery,

And the everlasting glorious smile as a jewelry,

I am an ordinary woman…

 

I am an ordinary woman,

Like every single one here,

Never do anything forbidden,

Mother of two, with a tear,

Like Cinderella singing merrily,

Tweeting with the birds queerly,

Love brought more blush to my cheeks,

Like an innocent maiden happiness on the peeks,

Marriage and children a blessing indeed,

But, God why did you sow a weed,

I am an ordinary woman…

 

I am an ordinary woman,

Querying you lord, oh mighty,

Why do you strip us of our beauty?

Like a carrot and stick,

You give motherhood with a prick?

I am no actor to wax and wane,

I am just an ordinary woman…

 

I am just an ordinary woman,

My endless search for my glorious mane,

Which, would make me look sane,

The slender glowing skin and body,

A face not hidden behind the makeup dandy,   

Why is this gift to motherhood?

Why should the bundle of joy mar our beauty?

I am just an ordinary woman…