the most useless of them all,

shortest,

smallest,

weakest.

She often wonders her sense of duty,

beyond symbolic gestures of false promises

wishing she could be the One to lift heavy weights.

So then she hides.

To a place that none can find her.

In darkness, she found solidarity.

Bending yet bearing strength,

united with her brethren, no obstacle was hard to conquer.

Not even jack-asses.

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Joanna

I write short form and sometimes poetry. Sharing an Asian perspective.