To the Woman
A poem of resilience
To the woman who
Smiles at the man
Who makes the snide remark
As you walk down past
The street that takes you
To work which pays your bills
Where you get paid
Less than the best
Worker who isn't as efficient
But has something you
Don't between your legs-
I see you.
To the woman who
Walks with keys laced
Betwixt her fingers and fists
As she quickens steps taken
To get to her car
In the deserted lot
Where she heard a sound
But can't see what surrounds
Her in this vacant place
Where evil things take place
To many like her-
I see you.
To the woman who
Fought for our rights
In the middle of dark nights
Across the world it seems
But is now stuck with
Dreams that haunt the day
That never seem to
Go Away for a moment
Because the reality she
Returned to is worse than
The one she left to defend-
I see you.
To the woman who
Lost her precious being
Through any senseless meaning
That could have easily
Been prevented if anyone
Just listened, looked, or
Spoken up on their
Behalf and right to life
That corresponds with every
Human right which we
Are forced to remember and surrender-
I see you.
To the woman who
Screams in agony
As nothing is what it
Seems to be these days
As everything's a craze
Or a maze of looking
In between to find
Just exactly what it means
To be a woman
In this life where
No one can decide-
I see you.
To the woman who
Was beaten and abused
While given every excuse
As to why you
Deserved what you received
Or that this wasn't supposed to be
The way that it turned
Out but now without a doubt
You can see that it's
Time to save yourself
But have little to no help-
I see you.
For the woman who
Has been feeling rather low
Like there's nowhere else to
Go that makes sense in
This life that doesn't offer
Compensation for any situation
That ails thousands in
Our place upon this Earth
Where we're given less than we deserve
For no other reason than
It's what the Man believes in-
I see you.
To the woman who
Stood up today to say
That no, we will not
Go away and hide
Or muffle our cries
Any longer for naught
Because we do not deserve
This slaughter that has
Rained on us for centuries
So I choose to believe
That we can do better now-
I see you.
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About the Creator
J. Lee
French enthusiast, non-binary trans person, artist, writer, lover of animals, space, and the right for every living thing to experience their existence authentically.
Pronouns: they/them (English) iel (French)
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