Woman/Poetry

Woman

I am Woman, hear me roar!

And whimper

And cry.

And scream.

And laugh.

And complain.

Compliment,

cajole,

reprimand,

punish,

encourage,

support,

teach,

learn,

grow,

blossom,

shadow

and shine.

I am Woman.

Many faces,

many hats.

Many places,

thin and fat.

I am emotion.

I am calm.

I am warmth and

healing balm.

Extraordinary,

plain,

sometimes wild

and sometimes tame.

I give,

I need,

I beg,

I plead,

I reap,

I sow

and yearn to know.

Defying the odds, we ascend the summit.

In the face of devastation, we see rebirth.

Surrender is not an option, and compromise is a rule.

We seek harmony within chaos and create order from disarray.

Our purpose is clear,

to protect what is dear.

If creation is God’s monopoly, then surely he made us stewards of his work.

We must remember-

It was not theft of man’s body which brought us into being,

but birth from his flesh that we might better understand his pain.

We, the well of thought, emotion and inspiration, must know who we are.

And why we are.

We won’t settle or be silenced.

Woman.

Cheryl KP

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You know I had to do it. :))