softer

Softer
Haven’t you hardened enough,
haven’t you let the embers of social engineering,
burn your soul into an ashen vapour,
forged the steel of your heart,
engulfed yourself inside yourself until you are not a self,
any more.

What attracts you to have such a square jaw,
and a callused tongue,
I do not ever remember the mother of my mother,
the mother of hers, nor the mothers of my ancients,
ever being so hard.

Woman, bend your mind and break it’s back,
it has traversed you away from all that is pure,
it’s no wonder I scare you so,
I remind you of what you could have been.

W.E.