Daughter of my Mother

In honor of the sister hood of women

Daughter of my mother

Whom I love and honor,
Why do you sit mourning?
Complaining, yet not acting?

You say “I’m just a woman,
greatness is another’s,
There is no one to help me”
Excuse, excuse, for mediocrity!

Daughter of my mother
don’t you know you are
what you think?
Why wait for another
to validate you?

If you believe, others will,
be true to yours and know,
Power you have to soar
O’er mountains like an eagle.

Identify your purpose and plan
Free you are, to be all
Only believe and act!