THIS DRAPED VESSEL OF HOPE

I am a vessel

I am that breakable but naturally mendable vessel

That quenches the thirst of humanity

I am the eagle

I am that strong eagle

Which flies miles on end in order to feed her home

I am a diamond

I am a diamond draped in rags

I am stepped on, spat on, placed on heat yet nothing changes

Until that patient one finds me and hits the jackpot

I am none other but the woman

That selfless being that gives room to human kind

The gateway of beings yet unborn

The wise one who mends her broken soul over and over again with love

That being that gives and gives without expecting anything

Treat me gently

Treat me as you want to be treated

How can you shut the door that out-doored you into the light?

How can you sit idle while riff- raffs throw sticks and dirt into the warm room that housed you for nine moons?

How can you look down on the brains that protected you throughout your sleep into mother earth

A woman is a woman

That man that took the woe for you

That man that will woo for you even in your failure

That womb that sympathizes with nature

I am that woman

So give me the light.

By amoafowaa