<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540544" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A metaphor</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some stay chastised</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Some henpecked</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Rain checked</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Some battered </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Some under dark shades disguised</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Some despise</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And are despised</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And yet even after so much brutality</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Mixed words</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Fragile tears at innocence</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> They bear life</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Under the weight</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Of heavy handed</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Leery stares</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Full of meat markets</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And check out queues</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And in between</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The prayers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And confession</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The pure white essence of 'a fading grey'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Between the mockery and the flattery</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The sunday joint and the battery</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Amidst the prism of a thousand scrutinsing eyes</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> After the truth</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And the lies</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> They bear one truth your life</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Precious forever her fruitfulness</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Woman standing amidst a flood of tears</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Unforgotten her mark</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Her blood on the stamp of history</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Amidst the warring world</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> She carried you</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> To were you are standing</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> No metaphor for woman better</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Than her womb</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> It speaks life! </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> yvette smith</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Yvette+Smith">Yvette Smith</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540544" data-title="A metaphor de Yvette Smith" data-description="Some stay chastised Some henpecked Rain checked Some battered Some under dark shades disguised Some despise And are despised And yet even after so much brutality Mixed words Fragile tears at innocence They bear life Under th..."></div> </div> </div>

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