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Women's Roar-Poem
I am woman
Can you hear my roar
Soft curves, round hips
To dominate and explore
From our bodies come life
In such a perfect way
Food from our bodies
Never to be repaid
Strength in our shoulders
Paired with a softer side
We hold the promise
To decide the divide
I am woman
Though sometimes I forget
We work, cook and labor
Roles no longer separate
We raise children alone
As we do everything else
We juggle, we balance
With minimal help
But in reality
Still viewed as weak
Some places are worse
Told not to even speak
I am woman
And now I refuse
To hear what you say
Do what you do
Women stand tall
Your path is so clear
All options are open
No position to fear
We are women
Can you hear our roar?
Soft curves, round hips
Here to adore
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This poem was written about the huge change in roles that this country faces. Sometimes I think women are here to be a conquest for a man, thus the explore, adore. Meaning women expect more now, we dont expect to "deal" with a bad marriage/situation, we are to be adored and no less. Dont we all want to be adored, but yet still equal.
Poetry is personal and I raise my kids alone, not that everyone does, but I will be 2nd generation single parent and thought it was appropriate. Thank you for reading and I hope everyone would put in as much thought in the reading as you did.
Charming and politically appropos. I had trouble interpreting only a few spots: hips . . . explore? and Food . . . Never to be replaced. Nor did I fully comprehend "We hold the promise . . . To decide the divide"--did you mean the division of roles between masculine and feminine?
And, while it seems you are encouraging women to be assertive, you end with what might be considered a "sexist" statement: Soft curves, round hips/Here to adore--really? Do we, as women, really want to be adored--or considered as equal?
The poem has nice form; stanzas are equal in line count except the first one has 12 lines instead of 11, as the other two. Four to five syllables per line seems fairly consistent, with a few exceptions: To dominate and explore (7); Roles no longer separate (7); But in reality (6); Told not to even speak (6).
I think this sentence needs to be qualified: We raise children alone . . . Many men today have been actively involved with child rearing--cooking, cleaning, and counseling. Maybe you could delete "alone."
Overall, I enjoyed this poem with its light rhymes. And, as the French say about the sexes, "Viva la différence!"