The Women In My Family
Women in my family have to fight
Fight to live fight to die
One born premature with challenges
With a heart so pure settling the balances
She was a model name Tiffany
Like her name she was very pretty
Stayed sane despite the insanity
Cancer took her but not her virginity
She was a slave whose name is unknown
In a photo dress is full beige and long
She made a sacrifice for us to achieve
Named her baby my great grandmom Mary.
She was Mary and quite contrary
No nonsense with a hint of fairy
She made wonders from a wood stove
Raising grandchildren as she did so to vote
Her namesake Sister Mary
Would carry on this voting destiny
Fighting in life the man and her man
To make a life with Christ as American
And Wanda Jazmin Gail was soft spoken
Despite her challenging life she kept hope and
Beat cancer beat the odds of black in the south
Covid took her body but her spirit lives proud
And there is me the poetic strange type
I too persevere from many a fight
Fight to raise a black son in a hostile USA
Fight to the rights of Roe vs Wade
Fight to eat when food is so high
Except junk food which is cheap all kinds
Fight to enjoy land that I may never own
Fight of the nights molesting devils roam.
The women in my family would never write this
For they are too strong to need a word such as is
A poetic petition praying for perseverance
The women in my family are of courage and endurance.
7/2/2022
Written for The Women In My Family Poetry Contest
Sponsor Soto Poet
Copyright © Karen Jones | Year Posted 2022
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