Struggle of Being a Lady

Her beauty turned to malison and woe, As ladies, envious, scorn her radiant face, Their hearts, inclined to rivalry, bestow, A bitter enmity, her charm’s disgrace. The world casts down her fortune with its spite, Her colleagues seethe when she but speaks to one, The officers and ministers, not right, Exploit her grace, their honor left undone, She faces all the world with matchless heart, And ward the wolves in men with stead fast might, Her struggle tames her family’s raging part, To prove herself a lady of great light A nation seeking progress shall revere, Such women, striving still to persevere.