The day women take over
No longer do you have
to look over your shoulder
Drunk in love, why must I stay sober
Phenomenal woman was
the word Angelou spoke
Not the woman used,
abused and nothing
more than a few strokes.
Stroking away her luscious black hair
wiping away her luscious black tears
She in-fact can not fathom why men choose
to objectify her, defile her and deny her
She awaits the day her and women across
should take over.
Over my dead body, she states, no more will a man
be a part of my mistakes
Till this day I solemnly swear
For I am a woman who
has taken over
Not over taken,
mistaken or forsaken
Rather now unshaken
and my thoughts awaken
The day women take over
Now it is time for
others to partake in…
