Turning cartwheels
Feet to the air
Hair to the ground
Turning sky green, grass blue
Flipping narratives on a sunny afternoon
Don't let anyone tell you you're not allowed
Catwalk, spacewalk
Overqualified for the Ted Talk
Girls, for you it's just a cakewalk
Homemaker, humanitarian
Risk-taker, octogenarian
They can't say you're not allowed
Corner office door: your name
Tell them you deserve to get paid the same
They may try to buy you, sell you
Sell to you, buy for you
But you're priceless
You're priceless
Don't mince words, no niceness
Say it with me now,
"I'm priceless."
You're allowed
yes to this
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh yes. This is such poetry and truth.
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