I Am Woman; Hear ‘Me’ Roar!
“And the Lord God caused a deep sleep to fall upon Adam,
and he slept:
And he took one of his ribs,
and closed up the flesh instead thereof;
And the rib,
which the Lord God had taken from man,
made he a women,
and brought her unto the man.”
(Genesis 2: 21-22 KJV)
The woman’s template began something from nothing from the great I AM.
But she didn’t always follow the Father’s instructions,
Because of this she’ll forever be reminded through birth contractions.
The first woman began ‘our’ roar when she birthed ‘that’ very firstborn,
LEST WE FORGET CAIN,
Other children are born at times such as these leaving the woman torn with guilt and scorn.
Her children grow and take their love away,
In pity she’s damaged goods and will forever morn!
Disrespect, rain, shame and pain will attach to womanhood,
Often leaving her ridiculed lied on and misunderstood.
; Her service goes without questioning which includes intense labor of love pains,
For the rest of her days, she gives of herself for absolutely no personal gain.
Sacrifice becomes her signature name.
The Creator designed her well, to tarry on and ‘feed’ His lands,
What a masterpiece created in her ‘breast’ from the great I AM THAT I AM.
The gardens rooted an intriguing woman,
And she begot me down to you,
Firmly implanted securely in rich dirt,
The Father knew just what to do.
Ecclesiastes gives her time to neither sleep nor snore,
Look closely at my growth,
I Am Woman; Hear ‘Me’ Roar!
Author: Renee’ B. Drummond-Brown
Dedicated to: My ‘Roaring Sister’s’ of all Nationalities