Women's Day Poem by Sandra Martyres
Women's Day
Life is a real drudge
Yet I, a poor housemaid, try not to bear any grudge
You, my lady, have led a relatively sheltered life
You have no idea what it is to be a battered wife
You have never known frustration and anger
The kind one feels when one cannot satisfy a child's hunger
Yes I am the voice of dissension
Against any Women's day celebration
I am that perpetual underdog
The one who is expected, in all weathers, to slog
With no hope of any respite
Always having to put up a very tough fight
To protect, at least, my children's rights
I will never have the possibility nor the luxury
Of being able to discover the real me
As I continue to be a victim of deprivation and poverty
The day I am able to see some light in my life
The day I stop being a good-for-nothing's wife
I will join in the Women's Day Celebration
I will salute the world and our great nation
Jai Ho
true words told in honesty...a powerful poem on the hard realities of women's life...10
Your poem reminds how amazing it is to see what some women must suffer, and still remain sweet, true, and fully engaged by the tasks.
very touching.. your words are very eloquent and sincere God Bless :)
You have had the empathy and ability to put into creative words the down trodden life of another. Highly commendable Sandra! Karin Anderson
a heart wrenching account told with honesty.. I salute the essence of determination in all women
Lovely, lovely poem, Sandra. The words, well thought, and placed. Thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A meaningful composition, finely crafted with fine rhymes. Great tribute! ! ! 10+++