Hidden under feminity, Concealed by gentleness, Covered by the “Weaker sex”, Is the all encompassing power. Centuries of intimidation Nonrecognition dating since eternity In each generation gone by, Maltreatment reigns as order of the day Pain, torture, sorrow, name them Bourne on the shoulders Of none other, Female, yes she. But through thick and thin Like a slave turned king, Feminity reigns in every generation, Knowingly or ignorantly. Before enthronement of great men, Husbands and sons alike, A queen, reigning years earlier, Must have molded in her Feminine power.