To Womanhood

Dear women,

men may never be able to account for all the love you’ve transpired upon them with open arms and no expectations, but times have changed and you need to seize the day. A passage from Shakespeare’s Love’s Labour’s Lost is very well beset upon all of you and the marvel you’re, here goes:

From women’s eyes this doctrine I derive:
They sparkle still the right Promethean fire;
They are the books, the arts, the academes,
That show, contain, and nourish all the world.

This passage perfectly defines you and don’t ever think of yourself anything less. The myriad characters you play in a society cannot be fulfilled by anyone else than you, know your place and hold your ground. As the now-famous saying goes, “women’s rights are human rights.” That is to say, women are entitled to all of rights men are.

I know your journey until now has been rough, I know the masculinity of society has been thoroughly adverse and I know there are exceptions equally alive. I’m sorry for your scars, for your loss of belief in men. I see that you’ve risen above all of it and those yet to rise will be there one day.

Thank you so much.

—2018 ©