Woman I am

Society strives and pushes, conforming and forming

Why, woman I am.

I am foremost me, not a woman defined by the stereotypes and the expectations of society

I am a person foremost, a human being foremost, before I am what I am.

A label of restrictions, a label of conformity.

I am foremost a person, unique and precious, special and one-of-a-kind.

So why does society suppress and respect only those that are men in charge, in high places, in offices, in companies, then woman I am.

We like animals, labeled trying to live ourselves, but only at the end of the day, being reminded. of our restrictions, the society forces on those that are labeled.

Immigrants, migrants, poor, outcasts, punks, woman. It seems,

those labels need to fall, need to be ripped off our names- we have names.

This is the day, that woman I am, will change the world because I was willing and God

a reflection, me. has intervened to put power in my soul

So that, woman I am. Am not just a woman,

but me, the one created, I am. Without a noun, but a personhood.

This is the time, the day, that all will see limitations are crushed. Because I was willing and alive.

Able and broken.

I am proud to be me.