New Woman

Blast from the past.
Year- 1997, Poem- New Woman !!!!

Oh Beautiful ! 

You are the woman who has risen,

From the fettered graves of slavery.
Guiding your pain 

Through the closed walls of your inner horizon.
You have nurtured a tempest 

With the ashes of your cindered reverie.

Pioneering a path where you shall never return
To the mourning realm of your heinous past.
The awakening of verve could seldom be deferred.
You had to move places as the dice was already cast.

And now,
You are empowered to swallow freedom in your ravenous trap.
And to carve the words which were stifled from being spoken.
Incinerating the cultural norms and sacrilegious scrap.
You have scorched the rules meant to be broken.


CCK