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The Fighter

Fight when the world is torn;
Fight when they trample you like a worm;
You’re a bird,
You’re graceful and free;
You’re an eagle,
You’re patient, you’re ferocious;
Fight when they cut your wings;
Fight to protect your kin;
You’re the nurturer;
You’re the destroyer;
You hold the seed of humanity,
And you have the power of destruction of evil.
You’re Mary;
You’re Kali;
You’re Sita;
You’re Draupadi;
You’re the fighter;
It’s YOU, my dear Woman, who rules the universe.

P.S. Published in Barefoot Sunshine magazine May-June 2017 edition 



"Hate me now, Like me eventually, Love me later" - Damon Salvatore

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