Balance of Power
Truth that rhymes
Published in
Dec 22, 2020
“Truth fails not,” a man once said
(Though honors soon went to his head).
As men grow older, truth grows hard,
Replaced by money and regard
Till, petrified with work long past,
Each falls to mumbling at the last,
While still believing that his voice
Is clear and strong. What is his choice?
A woman, now, as she finds age
Is freer than her early stage
Of loving man and bearing much
Of love’s hard labor, care and such–
She finds at last her mind’s own strength
And turns it to her art at length:
Invisible, she earned her hour
To strengthen her creative power.
