Poem: She Was a Hero

In school, they never told us the tales

of brave young women. They made no mention

of the girls who broke the rules,

sought education,

fought for their countries.

The girls who carved their own paths,

regardless of what anyone thought of them.


We learned later on that the stories of women

were overshadowed by the stories of men.

Men, those who were meant to be our counterparts and companions,

our equals,

hid our achievements from view

as they boasted their own.


So we created our own stories.

We remembered the women of the past,

the girls who would not be tied down,

and new ones sprung to life.

She wore her hair however she chose,

she wore what she pleased, did as she pleased,

and she would not let her story be buried.


And she was a hero.


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