She, Again

She opened her eyes 

As the sun rose

The child's first cry 

Brought tears to the mother's eyes

It is a girl, She heard, 

Holding her child tighter, she sank 

As Her own story Flashed before her eyes 

And Her broken heart

A girl child, they had exclaimed!

You are cursed her mother was told

taken away from the child

Her eyes couldn't find her mother

Her delicate feet

Touched the earth 

But to hold her up

No hand was held 

She loved the roar of cars 

But grew up with old rag dolls 

She wanted to run

But was held behind window bars

She tied her hair up

Into braids she didn't like 

And dreamt about outfits 

She always wanted to have 

She looked around 

At the boys who could,

Write all the words she spoke

If they can, why not me she asked

She fought her battle 

And stepped into another world

Where she was learning 

That she couldn't learn 

They laughed at her 

For wanting to try

They laughed at her 

For having dreams 

Yet she didn't stop

Listening to her heart

And finally became 

What she wanted to become

She walked on the streets 

Unwinding her braids

She walked on the streets 

With outfits she dreamt 

Oh stop young girl! They said 

How can you wear something so short 

Don't you have any shame 

Any shame at all?

She left her dreams behind 

in the vulnerable dark

She couldn't see the night sky 

Without the window bars 

She grew old and fell in love 

With the green eyes and coffee complexion 

An artist he was 

Who had Coloured her canvas

But They tore her heart 

Said he wasn't rich, and there she was

Living with a man 

Who was never in her dreams

She was judged for Learning 

She was judged for Working 

She was judged for All the things 

she was better at than him

Through the storm 

She had never stopped hoping for a sunrise 

And there came the rays 

Shining on her beautiful child

It is a girl, She heard again

Holding her child tighter, she rose

Waking up from the nightmare 

That had broken her heart

She took her child 

And ran as far as she could 

To a better world 

For which she had always waited for

Your story will be way better 

Way better than mine 

She whispered in her girl's tiny ears 

I'll help you chase your dreams