This week’s poem, inspired by recent dubious judgements on my part.
Superwoman
Here comes Superwoman,
dressed in cloak and tights,
knocking down those barriers,
fighting for your right
to rise up, early every morning,
shouting from great heights.
See you watch me, skeptical,
rolling eyes show whites,
in the end I better let you
fight your chosen fights.
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Dhaka 2015
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Funny, But it makes you stop, turn around, and take a hard look at yourself.
I like that. Very funny too:-)