What Is She Ain't?
Since when did woman need a day? Ain't hers the time, unending and everlasting? Like the Sun, hasn’t she been shining, Ever lighting over the horizons vast and reaching? Like the Moon, hasn’t she been around whirling, Ushering in the tides of hope and happiness? Tell me, since when did she need a day? Turning houses homes, beasts humans, Ain’t she carving what lay hidden for ages? Bearing life, flowing like the spring streams, After God, ain’t she the one who makes us? Pervading ever like a divine zephyr, Ain’t she the seasons to all our years? Then tell me, since when did she need a day?