Turn on the Suns
Open your hearts
Move over hypocrisy
Here I come
The 21st century gal
I shine and I swirl
On my high heels
Showing off my Georgio Armani
Not a mirror image
Of my male-counter part
But a coutured
refined version
A doctor
An author-artist
A CEO
A world leader
And a full-time mom
Busy, busy but all smiles
Blackberry and lipstick
Embrace the same pouch
In my Dolce-Gabbana Bag
Yes oversized
to fit my skinny laptop
And lace Camy
One never knows
It is time to throw all the
Illusions out into the chute
Optical, emotional or otherwise
Women power is here to stay
So take heed, no more slights
No more pigeon-holing
This ultrasoft feminine exterior
Conceals a tougher than diamonds interior
Don’t mess with me guys
or gurus
Just accept and relent
I have arrived.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem