Rip Roaring Women Tribute To Pakastani 14 Yr Old Taliban Victim

RIP ROARING WOMEN

Some of us
are just born quirky
Run from kitchens
Hide
From the housewifely tasks
Read hardy boy books
Sitting in an apple tree

Some of us collect bruises
instead of dolls

Some of us
Want to fly
Want to climb away the fear
    Of never fitting in  
     yearning for new books instead of gowns

Here’s to you Malala
  Who wants to fly
   into the world of books

Pakistani child, 14 years old
   Taliban hit, yet still survives
   defied  bullets 
May you live on to climb with us

We are still climbing
   Reading
   Jumping
   Flying
   Struggling but climbing into
    Joyful lives of contentment
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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O'Leary Avatar
October 11, 2012 at 5:10 PM
Wonderful tribute! Insanity reigns... the victims rain... Terry
Grisetti Avatar
October 11, 2012 at 5:08 PM
Outstanding tribute poem for Malala. As a teacher I greatly value education, but as a human, I cry for her hurt.
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