Your shoulders

Carried the weight of

Their world,

The world that tells us

It’s wrong to be a woman;

Your body, mind, and soul are

Sinfully shameful,

And we owe

Every inch of ourselves to

The people who

Created us.

Every time you were

Judged so Ruthlessly and

Broken down by a

Broken system,

You stood your ground and

In your shadow I

Found my peace.

I owe you forever for

Teaching me that

It’s okay to

Love who you are,

And you are worthy of

Every dream that

Whispers your name.

My sister, my sanity,

I love you for

Exactly who you are.