Steadfast

A steadfast woman

A woman of dignity

Made of both iron and lace

True to herself till the end

Skipping the niceties

Honest about her wants and needs

Refusing to bow her head in shame

Refusing to bow to the King,

The righteous ego.

Clocked in grace,

Guided by her own divinity

Made of fire, steel and sweetness.

The path is hers to walk,

Hers to find

Rid of socialization,

Ignoring cultural expectations,

The sacrificial lamb, bound to the slaughter

Her undoing,

The refusal to diminish her worth,

set aside her own pride and ego

She’s the woman I am,

Right down to my core,

Forevermore.