Thine Own - Poem by Laurence Overmire
There is contradiction in what you suppose.
Can you wear a man’s armor, yet
Wield a feminine heart?
It is the power of woman, is it not?
To slice through steel
With but a look?
Why then pretend to be man?
When woman is so much more
(Previously published in Cotworld, Dec 2000)
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