A woman’s place


A woman’s place
Where is it that you want me to be?
In the kitchen, garden, your bed,
Taking care of your children
You have defined me
Based on what you need me for.
I am a vessel,
Am not a person if I don’t have a role?
Roles that you have defined
I do not rate consideration
As a person, for just being me
Putting me into moulds that you have made
I have a mind, heart, soul, body
I refuse to let you use me as you will
I can stand without you, you know
You are the sore that keeps me from moving
Keeping me in one place, imprisoned
I break away from you
Move forward
A woman’s place
That terminology is obsolete.

Raylitpoems 2004

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