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Rachel Thomson Poem
From all the pain of yesterday
I stand tall and proud
For nothing left stands in my way
How long I breathed the air of sorrow
Drowning in the silence
No I look ahead for tomorrows
Many years passed waiting for my last hour
The world so dark around me
Oh childhood, your taste sour
But yet, I marched on through to adulthood
Through swamps and quick sand
Searching for life for good
Here I stand reminiscing of yesteryears
The thick and thin of adolescence
No more worry, no more tears
Copyright © Rachel Thomson | Year Posted 2019
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Rachel Thomson Poem
A little girl can stand so tall
Stand to play with her favourite ball
The laughs and jeers of passers by
As she stings like a bee, floats like a butterfly
Darling, don’t you think you’re out your depth?
This fixation of yours, it makes no sense
The other girls are playing with dolls
But you insist on kicking balls?
Still she grinds, she works, she kicks
Degrading comments in the mix
Dragging her down with “You’ll never be paid”
“You’ll never have audience watching your stage”
Nevertheless, she’s alive and kicking
Soon it wont just be boys their picking
To lead the teams, inspire nations
She’s one of millions, laying foundations
In France she leads her country with pride
So the next little girl doesn’t have to hide
So a little girl can stand so tall
Stand to play with her favourite ball
Standing Tall,
16/6/19, 2019 FIFA Women’s World Cup Poetry Contest
Copyright © Rachel Thomson | Year Posted 2019
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