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My Voice

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My Voice 

Power!
The main thing a black woman needs 
to last in this world.
As a woman, I see myself as the
president one day, the queen, or even the pope.
Thats not a desire or thought going
through the brains of many, for we 
women lack power.
Considerably the best weakest link in 
society.
Easily manipulated by the 
advertisement of beauty.
Pleasing him without thinking of the
morality.
Fixedly proportionally let down by the 
majority.
Constant struggle to feed the young
one.
Cries of hunger and struggles to 
leave the old house.
A fixed choice being made only
because of that one love.

When I am powerless, I am beaten.
My heart is ripped and mind
defeated.
living in poverty was not a choice.
I live with this burden because of
doubt.
Doubt that I couldn't make a
difference,
Be the one changing the bitter.

But my son, my only son
I live for him with strength and love
bending back and knees to reach
that goal.
Even if it be, harassed by that fixed
sexual look.

A feminist, not too much.
But I'll do whatever it takes, to be
that good mom.
The power is gained by seeing him 
strive.
Knowing that I did the best that I could. 

                                                                                     - Adena MorrisAll Rights Reserved

dubouis feminism inspired

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