WomenÂ
They are bornÂ
They do not become
They are the pillars of societies
Or tribes
They are
They exist
Women,
Creators of rainbows
Of Angels
Of Gods
Women,
Show them respect
As you respect your mama
Your daughter
Your sister
Women,
We are supposed to be all together
But the new societies
Makes us enemies
Cheap
Without care
With sympathy
Without empathy
Without self-respect
If women they could remember their purpose
The world, it could be different
I wish i had a love
A love as it should be
No more take and take…
I wish I had a friend
As friends should be
Be close to hard times
Listen to our wishes
Support us
I wish I had met a person
Who could understand me
Only from my eyes
Or my mood
But if I had all that
Maybe I would never write poems
Poetry is my path
Poetry is my strength
Eva Lianou is a Greek poet.
Poetry is he path. Something beautiful in our nothingness. . Yr poem swims in my ears. Thanks.