Give Me The Ministerial Seat
Give me the ministerial seat
I labored months to breed kings,
Fingers cramped to feed queens,
With a long list of wishes to fulfill.
Give me the ministerial seat
I wept in secret,
And smiled with no morsel in my belly.
I became all— even god.
Give me the ministerial seat
I toiled the ground to bear fruit,
Nourishment I only glimpsed,
Never tasting its flavorful essence.
Give me the ministerial seat
I carried their pains and struggles,
Even on days we fed only on tales,
Wishing the night would last forever.
Give me the ministerial seat
Life is measured in miles,
But I have walked a lifetime in pain,
Their faces— my only source of joy.
Give me the ministerial seat
For I am Woman.
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