In a world where love should bloom,
There lived a woman, strong and true.
But sadly, she faced a man's disdain,
A cruel disregard, causing her pain.
Her spirit, vibrant like a summer's day,
Was dimmed by his harsh words so they say.
He belittled her dreams, silenced her
voice,
As if she were just an object of his
choice.
But this woman, with fire in her eyes,
Refused to let his disrespect define.
She gathered her strength, like a rising
tide,
And vowed to reclaim her worth, with pride.
No longer would she bow down in shame,
For she knew deep down she was not to
blame.
With every step forward, she broke free,
From the chains of his disrespect, flee.
She blossomed like a flower in full bloom,
Revealing the strength that lay within her
room.
Her spirit soared high above the clouds,
Confronting the man who once brought her
down.
For she is more than just a container of
scorn,
A woman deserving of love and adorn.
No longer defined by the man's cruel disdain,
She rose above, stronger, like a hurricane.
So let this be a reminder to all,
That respect is a gift we must never let
fall.
For every woman deserves to be respected,
Her voice heard and her dreams revered.
Written: August 11, 2023
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