Muted
She can’t let out a sound
Suppressed
Her voice can’t be heard
Victimised
She cries to be freed
Her cries get louder
They turn to a roar
She roars
They get shocked
She has a voice, let her roar!
She is every woman
A mother for her children
A wife to her husband
An executive in the boardroom
A slut in her sanctified bedroom
A colleague in the workplace
A friend to embrace
An aunt to confide in
A sister to cherish
Never underestimate her power
She can bring forth fruit
Nurture and nourish it
She is gifted in multiplication
All she touches gets plenty
She has a voice, let her roar!
That’s the only way to see her capacity
This piece was first published in the She Roars Newsletter Volume 1 2019
Tales Of Tabitha 