Women are good
To turn bitter lemons into nectar
When the wind blows strong.
When others run,
They are the glue,
Invisible, yet necessary.
They bind and grab,
They soothe and position,
They give purpose
In any brittle world.
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I jump eagerly from the fast lane
Of my thoughts and plans for the future
To the snail race we all cannot escape.
One by one we donate our powers
For the common good of the lab.
Is time lazy or my life stuck in common tasks
Well dressed animals with endangered opinions
Scan the floor and the offices
To locate their natural spot.
Women with confidence
Judge, yet support each other,
Holding invisible hands during each meeting.
The bed is too big for us,
Who search hands and check on each other.
The apartment is too big for us,
Who eat sitting nearby and from the same plate.
The city is too big for us,
Who share passions and destinations.
The world is too big for us,
Who travel together and fight the two body problem.