I am a person
I am a person not a ghost
I am a person not a piece of toast
I deserved to be recognised
Not chucked on the sidelines
I deserve to make a change
A change that will change this world for ever.
This change will change the way we think,
The way we live,
The way we breathe
The way we see the light of day,
As April turns into may.
This day will be the day
When we stand for who we are
For we are defined by,
Not whom defines us.
For that will be the very day
When we stand to say:
“We are women
And we are here to make a change.”
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