Myra Smith


Female Suffering - Poem by Myra Smith

They talk about me whether I'm perfect or not.
Whether I have a little or have alot.
They ridicule me and try to put me down.
To take away my priveleges to keep me bound.
They criticize me because I'm a female.
They say everything I do is supposed to be well.
When I mess up they say I don't know.
How things function or how it should go.
But because I'm a woman who endures the pain of birth.
To bring the life of another to this God ungrateful earth.
I stand up and tell them my opinions and how I feel.
To tell them perillous times are comming and this time is real.
I pass on this message so that all my sisters in time will tell.
That they that try to contol us females are also known as male.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 4, 2010



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