Women with hearts so Spartan
they've started
wars with empires
lead only by their fire ...
and sheer desire.
Our love; losses tragic like Thermopylae
Lynched. Hung high like apostrophes
creating conjunction.
We function
under pressure & circumstances dire.
We are grace under fire
embodied in flesh ...
that seems to love it's own death
as we continue to test
it's limits.
We are women
who third eye walk by faith.
Yesterday we died.
Today ... reincarnate.
Amen.
c.delgado
