[of dreams and galaxies]

[what Have I Become]

They wanted me to
be a woman
with fragility in her hands,
softness in her tongue,
'yes' omitting from her mouth,
smiles on her face,
and hands that cooked beautifully
but I became a woman
with hardness in her tongue,
anger bubbling in her hands,
voices ready to be screamed,
rage of the women before me,
and the patience running loose
right infront of me,
And then they said,
What have you become?
I just half heartedly became the cries
of those silenced before me
  of my own words caught in my throat
  of the tears that refused to fall
   Infront of the men of my family