This Nakedness You Witness
Don't think for one moment,
I wish to follow in your footsteps.
Or that I seek acceptance,
To 'allow' from you an approval!
I was not granted my life,
To struggle or fight to enlighten my mind...
To find myself repeating your dreams.
I have my own.
And none of them that I have shown,
Bears your name!
Whatever it is you may think of me...
Think it!
Drink it!
Sip it with gossip to lick it up!
And whatever claim to fame I am due,
It did not come to me without pain.
And 'that' no one I know...
Or have been honored to be introduced,
Has shared.
Or have declared...
They have or had wanted to bear.
No struggles I know,
Came to me without obstacles.
And I knew of no one there to share them!
This nakedness you witness...
If you observe closely,
Is not without scars felt.
That I nursed to heal!
With faith and gratefulness.
And no one but God...
Lifted me off my knees!
That's IF you ever wish to question,
WHO and WHAT powers my strength!
It is there and meant to be what it is!
And none of it is in disguise.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This life I lead,
This life I lead,
This life is upon me,
In all the pain,
I can feel that suffering,
In my hurt and pain,
Observe that faith is the making,
Realise all that we are taught,
Observe the truth from the lie,
This is the house of hopes,
All that I do,
I finally realised truth,
Truth by conscience and faith,
I saw that you meant to heal me,
Finally I realised that my struggle was not in vein,
Make me the Official thought,
That in all my struggles,
Iam never attacked anymore,
Sincerely you gave me food,
That I can never starve anymore,
Building my conscience,
You gave me no limits in all my faith,
Since you meant to release me,
From all the pain within my soul,
Make me the King,
In all that is to be done,
You really meant to save me,
Make me observe that word by faith
Without limits,
I saw that great anointing within me,
That in all my struggles,
Iam not attacked anymore,
This is the soldier’s story,
That all I do on earth,
Will make me see the beauty of truth
My life is all dynamic by faith,
Understanding is the faith,
Knowledge is the Kingdom of the truth.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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In It I Trust
I have felt pain.
But there was nothing to gain,
By a prolonged weeping to achieve.
I have been treated as if I did not exist.
By those I loved devotedly.
And laid to share a nakedness with.
Names I have been called,
Some of which were within listening distance.
As if I had been born,
Without feelings felt to experience.
I have had lows.
To make anyone's bottom,
Appear to be 'up' for me.
But...
Such faith I have and in it I trust.
I have felt pain.
But there was nothing to gain,
By a prolonged weeping to achieve.
I have learned many times to get up off my knees.
And to step over obstacles left to leave behind.
With a looking forward I do as I keep this belief...
My best to give is only for those knowing,
In the giving of it that is shared...
There is a mutual deserving of it to cherish.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Everlasting Lesson
Thirteen years of school
A little more for further studies
General, social, history lessons
Life and street rules
Vice versa, slips, trips many falls
Start or end with the blues
Plenty songs sang relating on the journey
Old school and new school
Many different battles and scars
Same title: The fight.
Plenty obstacles, different bridge destinations
A journey, same struggle: The climb.
Every individual owns claim to their own stories
Same topic: Life.
From birth ‘til death
A constant lesson
Repercussion, obstacles, compassion
Beginning to end, the journey and destination
A grim awakening
Struggles are our teachers
Life's the lesson
We're the students
The mind is the question to
our everlasting lesson
poem by Kelvin Owusu
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Your Heart With Your Mind and Faith Is Your Doctor!
Some say they would share this if they could.
They can not.
And wouldn't...
IF they could.
Some say they can feel yours!
They can not.
And wouldn't...
IF they could.
Some say they understand.
And if there is anything they can do,
To let them know!
Sincerety like this is difficult to dismiss.
But pain is personalized.
And not quite felt,
Like the one who is feeling it!
Some may empathize, cry and hold your hand.
Rub it.
Or give a hug to pat a back!
It's a fact of your condition.
You are there without a physician.
However,
When your pain comes...
Attaching your heart, body and mind to it?
There is no question who it belongs to!
But what more can a human being being human do?
Some say they would share this if they could.
They can not.
And wouldn't...
IF they could.
Some say they can feel yours!
They can not.
And wouldn't...
IF they could.
Some say they understand.
And if there is anything they can do,
To let them know!
Sincerety like this is difficult to dismiss.
But pain is personalized.
And not quite felt,
Like the one who is feeling it!
And when you are feeling yours...
You know it can not be felt,
Like it has you feeling it!
And somehow you know,
It is there not to be shared!
No matter who, what and how it is perceived.
Only you know 'why' pain feels like it does!
It is yours and it has been received.
And only you can create that feeling to make it heal!
You know it is there and that reality has no appeal.
Your heart with your mind and faith is your doctor!
Your heart with your mind and faith is your doctor!
Your heart with your mind and faith is your doctor!
Faith is your doctor!
Faith is your doctor!
Faith is your doctor!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kickin It With Your Girlfriend
I've been kickin it with your girlfriend (oh)
What am i gonna do (oh)
Cuz God knows that i really didn't mean to hurt you (oh ooh)
I know its bogus, but i felt that you should know the truth (oh ooh)
I fell in love with her the moment we were introduced
And i just feel that its time for little secret to end
Baby im kickin it with your girlfriend
oh oh ooh oh oh oh oh ooh oh oh oh (2x)
Go on and slap me again cuz i can understand how you feel
When a man takes you for granted and he don't keep it real
I should have been more man and told you a long time ago
Instead of stuntin i should have broke it down and let you know
Girl my fault for that, don't know whats on my mind
And i blame myself for wasting your time
Believe i really tried to keep that girl away from me
But her body language kept on temptin and teasin me
And plus she knew what she was doin, and did it anyway
I knew what she was doin too and that made it ok
Truth is, is that we don't even regret it
Up out the closet i will be the first to say it
I've been kickin it with your girlfriend (oh)
What am i gonna do (oh)
Cuz God knows that i really didn't mean to hurt you (oh ooh)
I know its bogus, but i felt that you should know the truth (oh ooh)
I fell in love with her the moment we were introduced
And i just feel that its time for little secret to end
Baby im kickin it with your girlfriend
oh oh ooh oh oh oh oh ooh
Now I apologize for me and her and everything that went down
These are the reasons that some girls don't bring their friends around
I just didn't know how to tell you, that i was feeling her
And how we would get away sometimes with makin love
I never wanted to mislead you
At first i just wanted to please you
I know its hard for you to be able to trust again
Cuz i came between you and your best friend
I did not ask for this
It just happened out of no where every since the day we kissed
and the truth is, is that we don't even regret it
Up out the closet i will be the first to say it
I've been kickin it with your girlfriend (oh)
What am i gonna do (oh)
Cuz God knows that i really didn't mean to hurt you (oh ooh)
I know its bogus, but i felt that you should know the truth (oh ooh)
I fell in love with her the moment we were introduced
And i just feel that its time for little secret to end
Baby im kickin it with your girlfriend (oh)
I'm sorry again (i never meant to hurt you)
I'm sorry agian (but girl i love her)
I'm sorry again (i never meant to make you cry no)
Now im up out the closet
I've been kickin it with your girlfriend (oh)
What am i gonna do (oh)
Cuz God knows that i really didn't mean to hurt you (oh ooh)
I know its bogus, but i felt that you should know the truth (oh ooh)
I fell in love with her the moment we were introduced
And i just feel that its time for little secret to end
Baby im kickin it with your girlfriend (YEAH!)
2x
song performed by by R. Kelly
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It Can Happen
Now that it has been approved...
You have been declared the keeper,
With power to independently think.
You have shown you can.
And allowed to express an opinion...
Without feeling you should shrink.
Into a corner and sink!
Your own mind will you now command!
It can happen! If you want it!
It can happen! And it will!
If you let it!
You 'assume' you and I,
Have something in common now?
Perhaps from your limited point of view...
That 'common-ness' you believe is true.
And shared between me and you.
It can happen! If you want it!
It can happen! And it will!
If you let it!
Remember you had asked,
Why there is a breeze when you hear me speak?
And why I seemed to be near,
Whenever you dared to peek?
You are still blossoming...
And yet to fly,
Like I have flown!
Many times have I watched you from afar...
To explore adventures I have known.
It can happen! If you want it!
It can happen! And it will!
If you let it!
You will develop your wings as well.
Your consciousness will expand...
To broaden thoughts and excell.
And 'your' breeze will release,
Into winds to expel debris!
You will learn to clear your path of obstacles.
Like I had to learn!
This you will see.
It can happen! If you want it!
It can happen! And it will!
If you let it!
I had doubts and hid in years now past.
You have just to keep faith...
Those fears you embrace will pass.
You are not destined for them to last!
With each flight you attempt and challenge...
Stretch your wings and struggle to soar.
Witness your blessings being revealed...
And your insight will enlighten,
With a strength exciting and inviting,
You with such appeal!
It can happen! If you want it!
It can happen! And it will!
If you let it!
Even if you should stumble to a fall...
You now have the power,
To stand and walk tall!
It can happen! If you want it!
It can happen! And it will!
If you let it!
And then you will wish to fly above this!
It can happen! If you want it!
It can happen! And it will!
If you let it...
You will soar,
To heights that will thrill!
If you let it...
It will happen!
If you want it,
You will!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not Yet Down
I have wounds too,
Like you do.
Some just take too long
To heal they hurt
For many years,
The pain they birth
Have dried my tears.
I have scars too,
Perhaps you do.
Seems Life's battles -
They do not end
All these struggles
Where Lessons lend
Insight and some truth
There lies the fruit.
I am tired and weary
Like you, maybe.
And yet I find
Strength to punch back
One more time
In Life's Ring
Stand up
And fight!
Till I'm black and blue
But
Not
Down.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Goodbye world
Anger and misery is all I ever seem to bring.
Hatred and anger is what I seem to be making.
Acceptance and understanding was all I wanted.
But acceptance and understanding was never granted.
I wish I knew what I did to deserve all this.
Rape abuse hatred and pain is all I've ever really known.
I never ever wanted any of this.
I never really did seem to fit anywhere in life.
And one thing is for sure I've never belonged.
All I am is someone that nobody wants stuck with.
No one will shed a tear when I'm gone.
That I can belive with out a doubt.
When I am gone.
Every one will be in a moment of gladness.
They will be in a moment of happiness and joy.
All becuase they are rid of the loser that is me.
I'm not sad Im not crying.
It is with relife and happiness that I go.
I go with no regrets, this is the choice I have made.
I could see no other way.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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This Life Of Mine
Thought about it all day long
Wanted to so bad but couldn't get the courage or the strength
To pick up that knife to mark on me one more time
But I didn't I haven't seen scars from a knife in a long while
Felt like something was holding me back
All my courage just went away
And all my strength just turned into weakness
How I wanted to and needed too just to feel alive
Spending most my days wondering my life away
Wishing to be whole when all I ever wanted was a dream come true
Behind my eyes lye broken dreams
Dreams that I know I won't ever fix
But that's over and done or is it
I'm lost and confused about everything
Trying to figure out where I stand
And I'm on a emotional roller coaster and can't get off
So alone and filled with pain from head to toe
Deep down my soul is screaming
And my heart is bruised
My whole body is broken everywhere
Sometimes I wish I could go to the land of no return
Maybe then I wouldn't hurt near as bad
Maybe then I wouldn't be filled with pain or broken all over the place
Wish I knew where to begin with this life but I can't even find the starting line
March 9,2008
poem by Espn Chick
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Faith, Hope And Trust
We all make those decisions,
To follow that which attracts...
Our footsteps to walk on certain paths.
Some choose to seek a validation given.
Hopeful that an approval,
Will greet and meet them along the way.
Others make selections because of 'something' felt.
Something inside at first denied.
And feelings of aloneness upon them are dealt.
We all make those decisions,
To follow that which attracts...
Our footsteps to walk on certain paths.
And one day that climb on a path begins to clear.
A purpose that erases doubts...
Inside is felt to be near.
And all fears one had of being alone with feelings sad,
Disappear.
Knowing it was faith, hope and trust...
That never left them abandoned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life Witness Bears
LIFE WITNESS BEARS
Ghost of Cleopatra ‘neath the Nile
A thousand years had haunted twice before
In hearing of fresh fame sh(ad) e knew for sure
Life witness bears to one whose peerless smile
Has shown the world that Beauty was on trial,
Awaiting its high priestess. Now, no more
Rude Homer’s lyre will be respected for
Creating Circe, Helen, Attic guile.
Unique She reigns, far from crowds which defile.
So as, compared to her, each Muse is poor,
Gods and heroes fade, swift shown the door!
All aim their ends with her’s to reconcile.
In one alone all qualities combine,
Link in a heart of gold none can refine.
12 March 1992
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Existing As I Do!
I exist as I do,
To observe the perfection of God.
The magnificent detail,
Each season brings.
The purpose of bees...
Birds and trees.
Snow and grass.
The fish and all the animals...
With separate yet connecting tasks.
And all that God has created.
I am not here to change or debate...
With an offered opinion.
God is good!
God is great!
The Master is fantastic.
And my wish is to please,
His will.
At one time,
I felt I should restrict my dreams.
It seemed my wishes I should limit.
Until I visited the treasures of God's many gifts.
I now have my dreams back.
And intact they are.
Existing as I do...
To observe the perfection of God.
And I am a part of it,
With an approved acceptance...
From the rain that falls from cloudy skies.
The awesomeness of thunder heard.
The lightening flashes before my eyes.
And I am here to witness,
All that God is.
Existing as I do!
God is good!
God is great!
And I could not awaken each day,
Without expressing my gratefulness.
This I will never be too selfish to admit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Vivid Clarity: These Steps I Take
It is the 'who' in me pursued.
Appearing as I do before you...
Without references!
Either those accepted or dismissed.
And depending on your beliefs...
I was 'somewhere' in the heavens,
And 'asked' for this existence.
Whether or not that is true,
I am going to do my best...
To ensure my presence has been felt.
Suggestions given may come after I ask.
I am not seeking charity,
From those on goodwill missions...
Out to prove they have been chosen,
To condition minds...
With a conformed environment as the agenda.
'Peace my brother!
Have you been introduced to the Lord? '
These steps I have taken,
Were made on scraped knees and bruised feet.
Faith, hope and confidence arrived...
To discover me in doubt.
I ain't there no 'mo!
Vivid is my clarity.
These steps I take...
Only God knows what it took to make them.
Yes...
I know the Lord.
If you knew Him you would not have asked me that.
Vivid is my clarity.
These steps I take...
Only God knows what it took to make them.
Yes...
I know the Lord.
If you knew Him you would not have asked me that.
However,
I can tell by your eyes,
This is a fresh discovery?
With a desire to share!
And, I have been there.
I was born to chew, digest and enjoy the scenery!
Not to be caught up and lost in it.
Or bleed dramatically in public.
Without sound of applause.
I use to be shocked...
By the lack of sincere empathy unseen.
Observe. Experience. Feel!
And leave behind appropriate recommendations.
That is my assignment.
Someone, somewhere...
Will eventually find themselves exploring life,
Oppose to hoping for clues to magically appear...
Out of thin air.
With vivid clarity,
Are those steps I take!
And I didn't just awaken.
I began chipping away at obstacles,
When it became apparent...
My tears would not dissolve them!
Observe. Experience. Feel!
And leave behind appropriate recommendations.
That is my assignment.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tattoos of My Past (Something to Live For)
Sometimes,
Every now and then,
I feel the pain again,
Of everything crashing down.
In that one moment,
My whole conscious awareness of being alive is focused on my wrists,
Almost like I can feel the scars pulsing with my heart beat,
A constant reminder of what the pain has done to me,
What it sometimes still does.
Sometimes,
I take it as a reminder of how far I've come,
How everything is okay,
How I am strong because of it all,
Other times,
It breaks me down.
Shoves the realization of the pain in my face,
Screaming at me to remember it,
To address it,
To give it the attention it begs for.
Still, other times, it leaves me breathless,
Unsure of what to think or how to react,
Just sitting there alone,
With nothing but my beating heart and awareness,
Nothing to think about but memories and feelings,
It's those times when I make the most progress,
Feel the strongest,
When I think of everything I have to live for,
All the love that's worth the struggles,
The beauty of life's rose instead of it's thorns,
It's in those moments that the scars aren't a symbol of pain,
Or a scream for help,
But simply a memory,
A memory of mountains that I have climbed,
Obstacles that I have passed,
They are, in that moment, a tattoo of my past,
A token of my success.
It's then that I smile, still feeling my heart beat,
And go on with what ever I was doing,
Happy to know who I am and know my life is worth it all.
This might sound sappy and you might question it's truth,
But it is true.
Sometimes,
Every now and then,
I feel the pain again,
Of everything crashing down,
And it's in that moment when I realize that everything will be okay,
Without these scars,
Without the pain to remind me every once in a while,
I might forget everything there is to remember,
I might forget that no matter what I feel,
I'm still here,
And I believe with all my heart,
That that is something to live for.
By: Bethany J. Maxwell
June 29,2012
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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I Chose With This Prose To Share
I could,
With this prose...
Ramble on,
Nonsensical.
And in doing so,
Seek content.
In a way I believe,
Would have intention meant.
But for some living foolishly,
Whatever another observes and perceives...
Would be for them a waste of print.
And that would be,
Their message sent.
Yet there come those days,
That separate themselves...
From events experienced,
Like none that have before been felt.
And with aging comes an acknowledgement...
Of an acceptance done,
As one awakens to enjoy each moment.
To appreciate with gratefulness...
An opportunity to address,
A growing enlightenment...
Arriving to inspire within one's consciousness.
I could,
With this prose...
Ramble on,
Nonsensical.
However...
It seems that in the making of sense,
Only those who have the time to do it...
Are the ones caring less,
To make attempts to convince!
And I chose with this prose,
To share a part of me I willfully expose.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Unforgiven
New blood joins this earth
and quikly he's subdued
through constant pain disgrace
the young boy learns their rules
with time the child draws in
this whipping boy done wrong
deprived of all his thoughts
the young man struggles on and on he's known
a vow unto his own
that never from this day
his will they'll take away
what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never be
never see
won't see what might have been
what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never free
never me
so I dub thee unforgiven
they dedicate their lives
to running all of his
he tries to please them all
this bitter man he is
throughout his life the same
he's battled constantly
this fight he cannot win
a tired man they see no longer cares
the old man then prepares
to die regretfully
that old man here is me
what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never be
never see
won't see what might have been
what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never free
never me
so I dub the unforgiven
you labeled me
I'll label you
so I dub the unforgiven
song performed by by Metallica from Metallica
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You Do The Hanging 'In' There
Let me tell 'you' somethin'
I appreciate your comments,
And from the place in your head
With assessments made.
But
You do the hanging 'in' there
You the one hold your head up and be strong.
Whatever those perceptions you perceive me to be
From an outer appearance you find important to judge.
Aint' nothing here you see weak about me.
I am aware of the wrapping done to my package.
I lead.
I do not follow.
And I may do this with tears.
With acceptance.
Not with misery.
There is not one step I've made in my life,
That occurred with dependable and/or reliable
Assistance done from anyone,
Who replaced my challenges and obstacles
With vanilla smoothies!
My faith kept my pace.
And when I awaken each day I am grateful.
I pray for strength and I get it.
And I do know from where my strength comes.
Nothing I've done has a confused moment about it!
Ain't nothing here you see,
Weak about me.
I appreciate your comments,
And from the place in your head
With assessments made.
But
You do the hanging 'in' there.
You the one hold your head up and be strong.
Whatever those perceptions you perceive me to be
From an outer appearance you find important to judge.
I don't take the time to do that to anyone.
I am here to do to get done.
Not to critique those tasks given I do to complete.
Or take the time to observe who is observing me.
You do the hanging 'in' there.
You the one hold your head up and be strong.
I know who I am
With eyes clear and direction taken!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Today I Had to Forgive Myself (My Life Is Meant to be Lived)
I saw something I had never seen before,
Once I looked beyond my own sorrows.
I lifted my head and saw an open door.
A light was shining through,
To show me tomorrow.
With promises I once wished,
But had not pursued.
I lived with a stagnation...
That came and overstayed,
A temporary reservation...
I made when feeling down,
And knocked out!
Drugged on self debasement.
Feeling nothing could replace...
This empty space within me.
And I knew then...
If I was to walk through that door,
Today I had to forgive myself...
And not let my burdens feel too welcomed.
As I had done countless times before.
Tossing my pain and self doubt about!
They could stay for as long as they wanted!
And entertain grief that came to visit.
But I had no intentions to remain with them,
Sustaining their attention or their comfort.
I kept deep within to repeat again and again.
A hollow search I felt had no end.
My life is meant to be lived.
Not to sit and forget to refresh my perceptions.
My life is meant to be lived.
And when I made up my mind,
I knew I would find...
A release of darkness that would diminish.
Once I allowed my guilt to deplenish,
I prepared to say goodbye to despair!
Knowing to leave that behind me to become fully aware...
My life is meant to be lived.
My life is meant to be lived.
My life...
Is meant to be lived.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Drove
No back seat rider.
Cruising to view a life...
And selecting scenes,
Preferred and/or liked.
I drove.
Cautious.
Even though a few accidents,
Caused me to pay more attention.
Although that was meant.
I ran out of gas.
And stumbled when I pushed to fast.
But I finally found my path identified.
I felt at home!
I knew I had arrived.
I'm glad I took it upon myself...
To learn to drive.
Although my preference is to walk.
Observe.
Touch and enjoy life.
If I had cruised through it...
I would not have known,
How much of it I would have missed.
I drove with hope.
And faith kept me blessed,
To see my life from the driver's seat.
I drove over hills and through darkened valleys.
And there awakened to touch the sky at sunrise.
I drove at midnight.
And the stars would keep my dreams alive.
As obstacles kept my drive alive through thunder.
I drove...
Until I knew and felt the Sun,
Would come to chase rain clouds of storms away!
Although my preference is to walk.
And I do.
If I choose...
Today!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Meek Shall Inherit The Earth
The bible says the meek shall inherit the earth
And I believe this to be true.
Just look at all- that these woman can do.
They was always the backbone of man
And they knew that thru their strength
That man would understand.
Behind every famous man, a woman was
Always there- and with them
their fame they would share.
Then slowly through out the centuries
They started to claim their rights
And for their freedom - they would
Gladly stand and fight.
So many famous women that are in
The annexes of history and that is
the way -'that it was meant to be.'
Now we're in the 21st century
And they have gotten so much to date
They are in every job field
Although a little late.
They saw their dreams and set their goals
And it mattered not if they was young or old
Dreams can be achieved by anyone you see
But it took the women, to see the reality.
They are the meek that I speak of
Who became the shadow of man
But when the sun is behind us
Then you'll understand.
The shadow is now in front of us
Leading the way, because this is
A new era, and the start of a brand new day.
poem by Louis Rams
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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