Sterling

I am a woman
I was a girl
I was a baby
I was just a soul….
wonder why
will cry my soul
I was equal
sterling and unmitigated ,
abstract and conceptual….
know not why ?
got trapped in a cycle ,
embodied and trampled ,
clothed in beauty
to suckle humanity….
while being whipped ,
and my wings clipped ,
enslaved in a body
visible and tangible
gullible ……
I forget why ,
I dont have to die
to feel my core
dignity , esteem , virtue and more
conjectural….am I ?
Wish luck to humanity ,
to live until infinity !
femininity versus ferocity
shatters equality ,
celebrations of body ,
celebrations of soul ,
fathom ….
what I aspire
love or fire ?
lighting the pyre
burning desires…..
soul is equal ,
soul is vagrant ,
I crave for justice
I pine to exist
in the master’s piece…….
I am grace
I am pace
I am humanity !
abundance of passion
loads of compassion
I am a woman
I was a girl
I was a baby
I am just a soul !!!!!