To Walk a Mile In Her Shoes
Would I dare
to walk a mile in her shoes
To put my feet in cinder's slippers
marry a handsome prince
who turns out to be another Jafar
Would I dare to let the glass shards
of those tight slippers
slice open my heels till I bleed
Would I dare
to let dignity purse my lips tightly
and let pride silence the cry
Would I dare to own her brains
to taste mental yeast's bitter shame
Would I be the servant and cook
the tutor,cab driver,the warrior ,the lover
the whor* of an unfinished book
to be thanked by insults and be called out names
To be the one that He always blames
Would I dare feel the sweat of his fist
without being bruised nor being hit
Would I find Alice,call her a fool
Does she know ,there is no wonderland
if you live to the vow and play by the rule
What about God,His promised land
Does this hourglassed desert
ever feel the touch of His hand
Will She taste frosted manna
if She runs far away
Or would she challenge the bully
and have it her way
Does her dream ever leave the blues
Would he look in her eyes
Would He dare to walk
a mile in her shoes?
Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2015
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