Disguised Trends Poem by Alison Mujati

Seems the trend stands on a move
Like chariots, the beauty hinges on motion
Man are soldiers,
war is mode daily
Hard work tires
Bruises, sweat and bloodtestify
Scars symbolize journeystravelled
In them, revelation sprout like seed
Following footprints, forlony breeds
You don'tuntie strangling chains
Like said above the trend goes.
every man born, sturdyand feeble suffers
We meet at the other side of life.

Courage of a woman lies in her sense of beauty
Mascara and facials tells a tale
You can overpower a woman
Stand in their way to distract them
One smiling moment puts a man's vice grip on a loose
Samson'sstrength got breached by Delilah's soft hand
She like a flower lives delicately
Beauty of billion kinds rules the world
She can be fulfilling or mean but deceptive
One needs to be at unforgiving to judge a woman.
Set a woman to catch another, seems the only way to be victorious
And the trend goes, first to mankind as in Eve.
The rest follows suit
It'slike they pass it from generationto generation
Yet still no one hears them pass their prowess.