Happy International Women’s Day everyone! Sometimes it annoys me that women are treated like amazing goddesses on this day, and praised for being super strong superwomen all the time without people ever actually vouching for change? So, I wrote this poem. Let me know what you think in the comments below! (PS – this may or may not have been inspired by Avatar)
You, woman, are Sun rising each day to set each night even though you know the pain of doing both. You, woman, are Sea spreading yourself across continents simultaenously, and sometimes even into those dark caves, where no one else will go. And yes, sometimes you are tsunami, sometimes you are whirlpool – good! Some people deserve to be washed away, I hope you make them drown. You, woman, are Soil built from the mud lain before you, growing things anew. It’s a slow process, OK? You’re still sprouting, so don’t let anyone walk over you. And you, woman, are Woman not a natural wonder or an unnatural disaster, not divine nor domestic, not anything you don’t want to be Just, woman.
