All my life, dad had taught me boys don't cry
Girls are weak compared to boys
Men are meant to do all the hard work
Women were born to belong to us
Mum never argued, in my opinion I think she never could
One day I got into an accident
I had been told I'll never walk again
I didn't cry because crying made me a woman
I didn't tell my parents how I really felt
Because men only talked about business
Last week, I met a person
She wasn't a woman in any way
She was strong, powerful and fought every form of prejudice
She was nothing like I'd seen
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ETHEREAL
PoetryElegant, exquisite, beautiful. Ethereal: extremely delicate and light in a way that seems not to be of this world. It's a language so soft, soothing and calming. It's beautiful and understanding yet so absurd to us. It reaches the deepest parts of o...
