Wilson' Garffener's Poem "The Gift of Life"

Hi there, my name is Wilson Garfin and this is an original poem by me called "The Gift of Life." Do we really understand a woman's worth? The pain and anguish she goes through when giving birth? Not to mention the femininity and beauty that she so eloquently possesses. We sometimes have the tendency of taking away from her and having her feeling as less, less than the woman she is and who God intended for her to be. Which is the backbone of the family and also a supporter of me. It says, do women really understand themselves and who they really are? And how when I get a cut, she usually receives the scar? And how her body bear the birth of civilization and should be treated as a queen that governs a nation, submitting itself only to the king who dominates it instead of being promiscuous and labeling themselves as a hoe or It says, do men really understand the purpose of a woman? To me, she is the one who comforts me in my loneliness, and she adds to my life romance. She's the mother of my existence, my queen to be, the one anointed with the power of having a girl for herself, or either a boy for me. She's the gold, the silk, the diamond of a man, and she's sometimes his knife. She's the reward and expectation that we receive with the maturing of life. So do I understand the purpose of a woman? Yes, I do. My understanding shows in the way that I treat you, the way that I treat my mother, my grandmother, my daughter, and all women of the like. I've earned and gained a respect for the woman who is truly the gift of life.