On the Rise

So, you think that because I am a woman, I am weak.

My body frail and my power meek.

But let me tell you this-

I am a storm. I have wings of bliss.

I have risen and I have conquered through this mess,

Not beaten by chaos or stress.

For I am a woman, I am strong and I am powerful.

Though you, you are corrupt and cowardly.

Women are on the rise,

I can see the fear in your eyes,

As I stand in front of yours with an ambiguous gaze,

Full of courage, to myself I praise.

For I escaped this, you.

I am now free, I knew

Because I am a woman. A strong and powerful woman.

I have conquered and I have risen.

I think it wise that you fear my rise,

I think it great that I make your bones shake.

For I am a storm who powered on through your games,

I rose above them, I have no shame.

Empowered women empower women.

I am a woman, I have escaped,

I am free, now watch this space.

I am a storm, I am free, I have escaped, but most of all,

I am a woman, and never did I fall.