Sisters

Soft, gentle creatures, my sisters all,
even when some fall.
Driven to anger out of fear, my sisters all,
Out of fear, they call.
Busted lips, blackened eyes, run, don’t stall,
Some of my sisters, not all.

Creatress, goddess, suffer no more,
a breath is no chore.
Fight back for voice, never close the door,
Don’t quit for fear, ignore the lore.
Look inside, buried so deep, strength of core,
when all else fails, start the war.

Leave no sister behind, my hand is here,
I will help, a sister is near.
Your pain is my pain, we will shed no tear,
I will hold you, take your fear.
Marks of heavy hands no longer wear,
move freely from his leer.