The Women who came before me
by @ges
the women who came before me
were hurricanes of great power
so when the men of their time would see them, they would run away and cower
the women who came before me
were lush forests of great size
wide variations of kindness
leaving all in awe with their beautiful baby blue skies
the women who came before me
were frigid tundras of snow and ice
chilling all who came near to the touch
because the women who came before me
didn’t always like to play nice
the women who came before me
were the golden glistening sun
no matter their color, their religion, or who they loved
their radiant beauty blinded everyone
the women who came before me
were the moon, solemn and wise
always at peace and a state of zen
drawing people in and out with their eyes just like the tides
the women who came before me
were all the sparkling stars in the sky
connecting together to form constellations
beautiful enough to make you cry
the women who came before me
were so strong and so wise
they rise
they rise
the women who came before me
showed hope even in their cries
they rise
they rise
they’re souls will remain sewed
into my heart and the skies
they rise
they rise
because the women who came before me will stick by me until I die.
we rise
we rise