Sea Girl

The Broken Slipper

She washes floors,

Scrubs and sweeps,

She dreams of a life like a fairy tale.

She puts on the dress,

She feels alive,

No more duress,

Can she win?

It isn’t about that.

It’s solidarity, sisterhood.

In a world full of males,

We must become strong,

Pageantry is a journey.

Starting off,

I quit nearly 3 times,

I’m not good enough,

As plenty others told me,

But I must believe in what must be.

This isn’t political

I’m left wing.

Marriage?

I’m with 2 cats,

No magic ring.

But Cinderella

She had a magic slipper,

Only one man can place it on me,

He rustles yet returns,

My magic prince.

No fantasy,

Our lives are hard,

Yet he remained-

He could of left,

Easier to you, in this day and age.

My magical prince,

He would brush I wrote this,

Two entwined are we,

Two separates

Yet a whole.

But he tells a lie,

More a snake than a prince,

He thew and broke her slippers,

Called her rude names,

He was more a bane,

As she lay in bed,

Feeling depressed in her head.

But she went to the doctors

They said he was right

She had a bit of a fright

Her rage was subsided

Like a shadow in the night

She wishes she had foresight

I walk on the stage-

Against all my hardships

But I got through them all-

Warriors are we,

The silent few-

But we are louder than people know-

As we slip on the magic slipper.

SM 16.10.21

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