Nov 10
poem 0 comments challenge: Starry
activist_love's picture

The stars
They speckle the sky
Like the tears that dot her cheeks
The trees 
They twist and knot
Like the chains that bind her
The birds
They sing through the night
Like the sobs that shake her
The wind
It cuts and bites
Like the shame that kills her
But her smile
is prouder than her tears
And her love
is stronger than her chains
And her laugh
Is louder then her sobs
And her pride
Is bigger than her shame
So she can mold the anger
Mold the pain
Like clay
And turn it into
An army
Of emotions
A weapon
Of justice
A symbol
Of women 
Because her power
Is bigger than her fear
Because her sisters
Are bigger than her enemies
Because her love
Is bigger

Then anything