Girls Poem by Ragy Sandid

The baby will come
That's a promise
It's meant for some
It's a hit or miss

Other than that, what?
What do you suspect
That's a lot of luck, a lot
To be what everyone expects

Do I conceal my feelings?
I do and there's nothing to be done
They have no ceiling
And they're not easily won

I come equipped with all
So I can do all that I can
Yet you don't see me whole
A picture short of a man

So pretty I was one day
And because of that I paid a price
When conditions of may or stay
Apply, it's not me I need to sacrifice

But now I go to the gym
And reveal more than I conceal
It's up to me if I liked him
And if faceless I am then that's how I feel

You still have the book of women
Carved on the tablets of time
Like you I believe in them
Yet I believe time's been unkind