A woman’s strife

There are times in a woman’s life
Where she faces all kinds of strife
The strong will never break her stride
While the weak call out for a taxi ride
There are moments she cannot breathe
All her scars still burn long and deep
She cannot say the same for her memory
How she continue to live is a mystery 
There are no guidance, no assistance
So she gets into her best fighting stance
Throw a right jab, block the left hook
Heart made of steel, her knees never shook
The ones who won’t stand for anything
Are the ones that will fall for nothing,,
Hatred never was here nor the cold fear
Because Love is the strongest emotion she feel
Copyrighted By WordlessBird 2012

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