Here I am
But Who am I?
Does it Matter?
Your story might as well be mine.
I can feel your pain, your sorrow
I am woman
That is enough to tell you I love you.
How could I hate you.
How could you hate me?
Oh I know
because you made man more powerful then we.
You gave him the keys and let him lock it
He locked you into the prison of turning your back on your sister
Love transcends deeper then the lies in the words he tells you
This is my love poem to you, my sister
My love for you is great
Greater than his need for me to hate
Your hate for me fuels his tank
His tank to continue to drive all over your frame
My sister when will you wake?
Your eyes are wide shut in the darkness of his night
But when the morning come and you see the light
My arms will be here to give you fight.