Woman

Woman                                                                                    

To fully know a Woman’s beauty

One must fight the eternal battle

Flawless appeal in the eyes of others

Not a single hair awry.

One must feel the endless frustration

Undesired, yet ever-present dependency

Liberty smothered by needs, never her own.

To fully know a Woman’s beauty

One must sit in darkness silently sobbing

Embers and ash consuming her heart

Angered by deceit of a lover lost

One must recall adolescent chastity

Slowly undone by soft whispers,

Unfamiliar touches and shuddering sighs.

To fully know a Woman’s beauty

One must vehemently contest injustice

Teach the world a Woman’s place

Is anywhere she desires to be.

One must acknowledge

A Woman’s prerogative to decree

That which she feels is honorable.

To fully know a Woman’s beauty

One must be

Woman.