Tina Turner Our Story Poem by sharon wildey

Born to nothing
Opened her own door
And Ike walked through it
Ike like all the others we married
Walked through our door
With his drugs and sex and ego
But like some of us
From the bottom
Leading with her chin
Tina opened another door
This one for herself
Opened another door
And took her talent, her body and all of us
Through it
Proud Mary
Proud 70’s women
Breaking ground
Opening one door at a time
Leaving Ike behind
And all he represented