A woman-centric, evocative poem, by Harinder, exclusively for Different Truths.
I am an unstoppable woman of courage, And I say this with pride – I have explored the space and the moon My dream is not only to become a bride I am not only flesh and blood, I have feeling organs inside People just see the outer shell and think that I am from the delicate tribe, Yes, I am delicate, With a neurology as intricate As of any man on this earth Only I can boast of giving birth For my rights, and rightful place I am not going to loud my bass I will do little things every day I will keep doing them anyway Look after my family and my children Serve the mankind, sisters and brethren Sometimes feed a dog stray Sometimes for the sick I pray Sometimes feed a beggar old Give him a blanket in the cold Oh man! You call me the delicate one It's my shoulder you cry upon You can be big, I am happy being small And I promise to hold you when you fall My strength the creator could clearly see So, his power to create, he entrusted in me.
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