Tell Them

Tell your daughters,

For women, nothing comes free

For every want, there comes a fight.

Teach your daughters,

How to cry, fall and hide it

For world often mistakes it for weakness

Advise them,

To be dependent on self

For every shoulder, they lean on charges for love

Suggest to them,

To be wild and free as winds

For anything that is fragile breaks

Ask them,

To not get played by people

For every toy is destined to be thrown away

Pray for them,

To remain who they are Strong and beautiful

If not the world will come to an end