Woman in WaitingA Poem by Nyan
Young Girl...
You are a woman- a sister, a daughter, a mother, a sistren, a wife. Beholden to no one- you must work hard to take full control of your life. Woman leads, She guides, She follows, She swallows, She cooks, She eats, She sweats... A champion chameleon, born to adapt; vv vv She is as good as it gets. Little Woman... Take stock. Give that youthful heart a shock. Your destiny do not mock. Nothing good comes by luck. You see that man who comes around with wealth he didn't earn? With the charming smile that flashes bright, his chest brimming with gold? His car dropped low, blasting songs that disrespect your sex? His head filled up with nothing more than which robbery will be next? Girl child... Run as fast as you possibly can from characters like those. The "fool's gold" that they offer is like thorns among a rose. Don't succumb to the charm of wealth begot by evil means. Your happiness is worth much more than a pair of Parker Jeans... Baby girl... What about the goodly man that offers you a job. You thank your lucky stars that you have left the jobless mob. With gratitude you do your best- work hard when it's required. Early mornings, late at night- your work ethic is admired. Your boss is oh! so grateful for the sacrifice you make, He carries you to dinner- employee of the month- ham, lamb and steak! The wine is mellow and the lights are yellow and his voice so silky smooth, "Just like your skin, " he says to you, to get you in the mood. Honey chile... Before you know it, that simple touch will burn its way through your soul, And capture your heart, corrupt your mind, destroy your very world. The tears of his wife and family will lie upon your breast... "Love"conceived this way can never stand up to the test. Girl... Put on your running shoes and take off- don't look left nor right Leave the man, the job if you must- push them out of sight! The snare of the taken is a trap not easy to elude Especially the experienced ones- with promises so smooth. You are not property... You are not an accessory. You are not a trophy. You are not a deputy. Sweet girl... Your woman awaits you. Awaken her spirit inside you. Acknowledge her power within you. Release the ties that bind you. You are a woman! Beautifully crafted, Well designed! Whole in your fullness, Sound of mind. Crucible of the future- Fountain of youth Embrace your tomorrow Proclaim your truth. © 2017 Nyan |
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Added on December 1, 2017 Last Updated on December 1, 2017 |