No, I will not wear veils
Nor walk behind a man.
I will always speak my mind
And be my own woman.
With honor, I will earn my keep
And never be a man's slave,
I will lie when I want to sleep
And my comments, I will not save.
I will no be intimidated,
For I will write whatever is true.
Fear will not have me fated
Nor will Cowardice ever do.
I will lay my life for my pen
Through words that reverberate.
It may be crushed, but be unbroken
Beyond the grave will my words pulsate.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem