Your Name Is Woman Poem by Sean C. Harrison

Your Name is Woman

Pain emblazoned on your brow,
Each line tells a tale of struggle:
How ravaged like Mother Earth by wind and rain,
And weathered by a sultry sun,
You silently sing your hope,
A captive bird longing for its Eden home,
Heralding freedom's festal day
caressing its sweet entrancing notion;
Liberation from oppression's chain
Though tossed about life's angry ocean.

But as those now laid to rest have taught you
You must bravely, nobly fight
For them whom you bear on your breasts.
For them you live and remain strong,
No surrender; that your song.
They're your tomorrow, You their today.
It is for them you work and pray.
They'll write for you a happier story,
Be your portals to deferred glory.

And though bruised, in faith you forge ahead
Birthing nations from your womb,
Fighting fearlessly for bread
From life's dawn to the dreaded tomb.
For you are strong, proud,
Immovable you'll stand.
You will never lowly bow.
For your name, your name is Woman!