Empress
To my fellow bold & beautiful warriors...
Women have been treated as objects, for time immemorial, to be judged on beauty, shape, and coyness. We have let the world dictate how we should act, how we should walk, and how we should smile. We have let dogmas rule our lives for too long. No more. We bear the highest form of responsibility to pave the path for the next generation. A world where every woman is treated fair. A world of equality, a world of passion, and a world of unstoppable dreams. A world where every girl has the courage to break her glass ceiling. A world that does not judge a woman for having a voice. Here’s a tribute to you all…
“You see those dancing eyes
Casting a spell & label her
A flirtatious damsel
Bound to only enthrall.
You see those curves
With all its peaks & valleys
And decide she is a sin
Cast to torment your existence.
You see the sway of her hips
Sultry like a Mistress
And brand her as good
Only to warm your nights.
You see her walk
With the gait of a tigress
And still think she is someone
You could ensnare!
My love, you forgot to see the girl
With her head held high
Walking like she owns the paths
She walks by.
You did not see the lass
Who refuses to back down
In the face of wild storms
With the heart of a vagabond.
Oh my men! You did not fathom her
To be the one raised by wolves.
For she is the huntress,
Blooming in the body of an Empress!
