SUPERWOMAN

I hope and pray that my unborn daughter reads this one day

Because I want her to be a superwoman defined by her own terms

Not by societal stereotypes or norms

I hope that she grows to be a lady of virtue, of substance and honour

To love and cherish life with all its trappings in equal measure

I hope she grows to love what is just and right

And to loathe hate with all her entirety

For it is a burden to a good soul

I will teach her to learn that she needs no flowers to know that she is appreciated

Because she is a real flower, a rose to blossom 

That she does not have to go on fancy dates and candle-lit dinners to know her worth

That she is a princess and her value can not be measured in diamonds or gold

I will show her the meaning of true love by treating her mama right

My superwoman

I will teach her to adore the truth no matter the cost

I will point her towards the paths of  my mother, her mother, their mothers and all women in our lives who make us

Superwomen who defied the storm

Rode against the current

And defied gravity

I want her to know that life is not always a fairy tale and will not always end in a happy ending

That she can be Cinderella, start out with mice in the cellar and end up in the ball with a glass slipper

Yes, she can be a superwoman

And that she does not need to lighten her ebony skin to shine 

Because she is already a star 

That she requires no mutilation to make her a woman

Since she already is a superwoman

I will show her every day that in this cruel world, kindness can be found

That in life, sometimes we lose and sometimes we win

My superwoman.

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