Born of a rib
But second to none
I am she. I am you. WOMAN.
Don’t question my strength
When 9-5 is sometimes just a song
To eat, we toil day in…day out
And the nights are long.
When birthing creation
Our hips recede like the Red Sea
Without us – where would the world be?
We all have a story
Brewed from glory, struggle, faith, fears
Long have we known that tears
Are not just a sign of weakness
See, each time we shed that skin
Of the pain, the struggle – that very moment we’re in.
I’m sure you’ve heard the term “cougar” and “jaguar”
Let’s dig a little deeper, shall we?
Characteristically –
These animals are confident, risk takers, highly intelligent and brave
So Vikings of Eve, don’t you ever take offense!
Because it really all makes perfect sense.
I am so proud of me…of you, of US!
Our beauty, our resilience, our fire
That which has long been desired.
Our soft, but alligator skin
Eagle-eyed intuition
Gigantic, herculean hearts
Ah, Mothers of Earth...where do I even start?!
Mufasa said to Simba, “Remember who you are.”
Women Kings! Remember who YOU are.
Upon waking, say – I WILL! In the mirror, shout – I AM!
Born of a rib Second to none I am she. I am you. We are – WOMEN. ©
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