Shouted at. In front of all.

For no apparent reason.

So she was. I’m sure that

she moved on since then.

"She seemed quite strong."

I’m sorry, there was not too

much I could have done.

I would have if I could.

Who truly wouldn’t?

-

Exiled and forced to leave,

And so they left -

I wonder why?.. To me

they seemed just fine.

"I’m sure they’ll be alright in time."

I wonder now if there was

Something I could have done?

Or said or helped in any way.

Who wouldn’t, if they could?

-

They worked so hard,

For penny’s worth.

A strike was called for, and

Those changes - long past due.

"They’ve got their share,

Of this, I’m sure!"

..They got policed

And locked away

For very long out of

So few of their years.

-

The Earth is crying.

In endless, ruthless,

Pointless wars her

Children suffer.

"They’ll live forever, nonetheless!"

Well, was there truly nothing

I could do?.. What influence

I had with just my voice?

I’m not the press.

-

With all the women

Challenged now to prove

That they are worth,

Forgetting their nature-given cause.

"Alas! We’re all the same."

Keep striving, winning, moving up

Those fragile, blood-infused and

Never-ending ladders.

Just for a promise of somebody’s

Fairness. And their seconds of success

To witness - not to hold.

So many souls, just waiting

In the line, their birth on hold.

For when you have succeeded

Just enough -

And when you raise your

Filled with tears glass (one half)

And sweat of efforts -

For the other half;

You realize that you’re no

longer ready and not able,

to make those miracles,

uniquely yours, come true.

Oh, how I wish and hope

One day, we’ll see - that

There’s a million things

Combined in tiny efforts

That every single one of us

Could do. One trembling

Voice or line, or letter

At a time. To start the wave

From single drop.

All for a better future -

Yours and mine.