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…