Woman Will Win

Don’t you dare tell me it doesn’t hurt,
don’t lie to me again about nights
Don’t tell me it is not your voice.
Don’t say never again
Don’t swear by the name of a god
Don’t you think I’m broken too?
Don’t you see my tears too?

Hurt will never remain
No matter the night, day does come
of God’s voice you will hear
Listen your heart, hear the wind
worship only the Almighty
Men are made as broken shelves
everyone cries even angels too

Ruddapoet