When Women Rise to Speak

The morning comes certainly again, despite the persistent opposition of the night.

In the disarray of despair, when dashed, discarded hopes thrash about, breathing pain in low, soul wrenching moans,

Trying, without expectations to understand what is going on,

Then unyielding human spirit puts its last chance at destiny into other hands and accepts the consequences, because that’s all there is to do,

Then, in a moment of abandon and defiance, the disenfranchised take a stand that shocks hopelessness into pulsing determination and gives resurrected chance and forgotten purpose the opportunity to crystalize into a common structure of resolve.

About jackdetate

Married, 2 children, retired, enjoying unstructured time: "And then he drank a dew From a convenient grass, And then hopped sidewise to the wall To let a beetle pass." ~ Emily Dickinson
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