A woman was created, as a better half for man..  Gods most beautiful creation, do you understand.. Exactly what that means, most beautiful creation.. Made from the rib of man, to balance the equation.. To be able to bring forth life, cry and forgive.. A woman fellas, is the reason we live.. Passed from a man, but carried by her womb.. Stepping up when she has to, to mold and groom.. Us into the best men they can, all by themselves.. Yet we pass them off, sit them on the shelf.. Mentally and physically, beating them down.. Posted in the clubs, instead of standing your ground.. She works for her money, and you live off of her..  Taking her car, don't care that you hurt.. Her feelings and break her heat, everytime you leave.. Yet she masks it, no emotions on sleeve.. A man couldn't take that, we'd break so fast.. So why put them through it, is the question I ask..  Love her fellas, show some respect.. Your mother's a woman, don't you forget.. Stop being savages, look at the equation.. You have amother and sisters too, God most beautiful creations..