Rediscovery of Wu (A poem)

Woman; where art thou? Where have you been all my miserable life? 

Have you been standing in front of me all this while? 

Yet I failed to acknowledge you. O how I missed out. 

Was I blinded by money? Was I submerged in work? 

How could I have been too busy to see you, to notice you? 

To notice how the colour of your blouse matches with your hair ruffle, 

To notice how you use two complementary colours of eye shadow to add extra pizzazz to your eyes 

To notice how your hairdo is different from that of last week 

To notice your soft and well-toned skin 

To notice how fresh you still look after a hard days work 

I wonder how you manage to balance your life on those six inch heels 

You add colour to my existence 

Tis you who straightens my gait. Tis you who keeps me refined. 

Tis you who gives me drive. 

Without you, without “wu”, there is no man 

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