The foundation of a woman’s strength; is not found in her arms and legs; but in her heart, especially when she’s granted the gift to be free; free from the men who belittle, harm and endanger that very freedom.
Nothing is more glorious to behold; nor will she be more devoted to defending all she has; than when she is aware of her freedom to say, “I’m with you of my own choice; not because I have to be.”
Before your eyes take that ride
Left step, right step, I explode – pop – slam – into your sight.
Starting with the feet,they’re small and sweet; then ride up the calf, so smooth and neat. Keep riding up the thigh to the…Stop!
Before your eyes take that ride, look into mine where my soul resides. Make friends with my pain before you think about the gain.
The journey continues over the rear, keeping in mind the point, “most dear!” – then it’s up the abs I keep in shape, to the mounds of heavenly woman’s…Stop!
Before your eyes take that ride, look into mine where my soul resides. Give me a reason to believe, what’s found within cures your need.
I hold respect to a higher view so, when you think to follow the cues; the heat in your body provides you; my eyes should be your first stop!
Within this face that stirs your need are the orbs which grant you leave so, before your eyes take the ride look into mine and abide; there’s a world within this form that tempts your ardor’s norm and seeks recognition for its value.
If you can’t then…Stop!
Before your eyes take that ride, look into mine where my soul resides. Make friends with my pain before you seek the gain.
Where is the logic to ignore support? It feels a lot like speaking from within a void when those you support can’t be bothered to respond and let you know they hear you and appreciate the added voice. This tendency that many have, has the power, not to change the support, but to silence the voice of support. It makes one think that those who wish to push for better lives, not only want the support, but wish to direct who can support them; like it’s necessary to discriminate in who is allowed to be an ally.
It doesn’t matter as I’ll still stand up and say to all the women who’ve felt the sting of being tormented for simply being a woman; you are loved, even if that love comes from those you don’t know yet. Hold to your faith that someday the scales will be balanced.