Her Voice

this still, a world of submissive? a mans' world with a woman's' decision... politically and socially charged... a mans' game...a woman's' remorse... ...her choice...her love of course... She observed the many failures, unwilling to test the straight course, she was destined, to be bent... her points of view she has lent... her discovery was self evident... to pause, to feel, indifferent... to explore this passage of her time, without sorrow nor clandestine... for she witnessed but few fears... this made her stronger...emotionally aware... her walls replaced with assertive demeanor... her boundaries, decisive concise retreat with whisper, her doubt of you will not conceal her... her strength, mustered in a moment ...in a breathe... her voice chants, with her spirit this moment in time spent. for many more still agree... the convergent rebellious testimony... for her voice reveals the seed... the seed of choice... for all love, is discovered, for some uncovered, in her voice, this one message will remain... endure, or regret your choice your blame...