She was praised for being silent Dismissed for speaking out loud She was living in a woman's world Where her chances of being heard Would only happen if she spoke up
Her voice was soft but certainly not brittle Sounding just like the rain But her words strike like thunder Ominous and commanding That carry a weight no man could ever lift
Her face resembled that of an angel But she raised hell like the devil Her ancestors' wildest dreams A plum blossom in late winter Blooming in adversity Unyielding to the patriarchy
But men will try to rein her in To contain the fire she possesses But she was never under their control Ferocious as a dragon, freedom to roam Burning all their limitations
A precious gift from heaven But your worst nightmare from hell She is a woman, all in one Who has come into her own And she won't ever let you forget