Boots

Feel?
Nothing
I earned
I am Deserving
Boots with heels
Taller, stronger
What woman feels
Spurned
Rejected
So wrath
Your power steals
Ignores, and
Condones None
Boots with heels
Transform from Mother
Sit silently, smother
I’m done
Not Conflicted
Not Restricted
These boots with heels
Take strides, not steps
Taking a ride
What’s left?
These boots aren’t made for talking
And I ain’t taking ’em off

Posted By PastelPoetry from WordPress

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