Transformed Womaniser Poem by Kwalombota Neeta

When all is lost,
We live life knowing its time to pay the cost.
We don't mind what they say, because we have locked away the evil ghost.
Locked far away from the life we know,
Surviving on memories of love we can't recall.
We Hope and dream that faith may bring something new.
And so we smile and think,
saying to ourselves,
'I will restore everything.'
When the truth is, we are just a third shoe to the female being.