The Wall of Tomorrow
by, Melissa R. Mendelson
It was never written in this world
that we shall take a seat
and watch our lives ride
across their words and actions.
Why should we be speechless?
What have we done in previous lives
to warrant our quiet and obedience?
We have done nothing wrong,
and too much history has seen us
answer only if we’re questioned
and never stray from their expectance
of what they think we should be.
We were never molded for their servitude.
We are not their clay but brick,
hard and defiant building a wall
of our own making,
of our own voice,
so when you walk by,
you won’t see us sitting quietly on a bench.
You will instead marvel at our hopes and dreams
that have ignited our hearts far too long
now spiraling across each brick in the wall,
portraying our strength and determination
for the women of tomorrow.