This is Who I am

The stranger finds no grace in her stride,
no beauty in her smile,
no strength in her aggression

in his educated mind,
no lesson could be found in her story

her earned build,
too strong
her clean skin
dull
her inherited stature,
awkward.

his eyes glance,
but see no gleam.
but they needn't see it

undeterred, she keeps on
behind her stretches a bumpy
road,
clear with met challenges,
paved with dedication.

ghost of ancient rebels whisper the way,
with a brave heart and a curious mind,
she treads on because the instant that his vision informs her path,
We are all lost.

Femme Menace 2006