Not like other womenA Poem by Crystal Overmeyer-Birmingham“You are not like the other girls” You smile as though you are the first to say this Eyes glazed You wave your hand as if to wipe out all my sisters from
view “You are not like the other girls” What if I like the other girls? I know this is a revolutionary concept While boys are taught teamwork and sportsmanship We are taught at our mother knee to sharpen Barbie hairbrushes
to stives Always on the lookout for rivals We are taught of evil step sisters seeking to steal our
light and shoes Of evil step mothers hating our youth and beauty We are shaped with candy pink poisoned lips that we are only
the worthy Just as long as we are the loveliest at the ball “You are not like the other girls”? Those other girls have been my safe place My story is written in their laughs, tears and triumphs My sisters I think of a Megan once that held my hand as I cried over a
boy like you I remember a Lee that inspirited me to write my soul on
blank pages I recall a girl named Candice that made me laugh so hard I peed
my pant My cousins are the other girls My sister is just a “basic” as them all My nieces will one day grow to become those other women And god willing I hope to raise a daughter “You are not like the OTHER woman” Kind? Compassionate? Loyal? Funny? Talented? What characteristic am I lacking? Why can’t I be like the
brave sisters I see before me? The ones that dance with life, the ones that
create beauty, the ones that teach the world, why don’t you see them in my
eyes? “You are not like the other women” Then I guess you don’t know me at all. I stand in a line of incredible sisters that can’t not be
defined by a weak word Other girls you call them Sisters, cousins, friends. They are who I am Who I strive to be To disassociate me from their characteristics is not a
compliment Tell me I remind you of your mother’s strength Tell me I remind you of your sister’s grace Tell me I remind of Maya Angelou voice Tell me I remind you of the determination and justice of
those suffragette Tell me I remind you that all women are worthy, and though
we are different we are all endowed with the strength that holds us together Whisper this to me and I will simmer Now that’s a line © 2016 Crystal Overmeyer-BirminghamAuthor's Note
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7 Reviews Added on September 6, 2016 Last Updated on September 6, 2016 AuthorCrystal Overmeyer-BirminghamAboutI am a poet by nature. Words just speak to me and color my world. I away think of poetry as painting with phases, just as vibrant and life giving as they are messy and complex. more..Writing
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