A WomanA Poem by Christian BonoanIn celebration of the Women's Month.I am beautiful, strong, and smart but they all took me for granted for I am just a woman weak, wounded, with lips of red
They smashed and loved me though my body is all they like I was locked in a shell for years so dark, just my tears shine
I've been used, torn, and burned but I picked up all my pieces I rose with all my flaws stronger, as I wiped my lips of red
I am stronger! I am a fighter! I live with the heart of a warrior no pain can control my soul and I never again will fall
I am a woman, one with words of respect and of dignity I will live with my own commands
just like the men in this world © 2017 Christian Bonoan |
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