She Wasn't Built to Fold
Inspired by the USPS "19th Amendment: Women vote"
forever stamp (2020)
They stamped her face–
like that could contain her fire.
Purple, white, and gold–
not colors, but warning,
wrapped around a marching soul.
She didn't walk,
she moved like thunder–
every step cracking silence,
every breath remembering
the women who weren't allowed to speak.
They called her too loud.
Too much.
Too wild.
But she was never meant to be quiet.
She was never made to blow.
She wasn't built to fold.
She was built to ignite.
Copyright © Hira Fatima | Year Posted 2025
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