(To the woman, mother, daughter, wife.....in me) <br /> <br />Endure this, just another thorn <br />Hard, sharp, unavoidable, <br />Just one more sting, in your bleeding <br />Bruised feet, few more steps and <br />The journey will end....please endure this! <br /> <br />Endure this, compromise is no shame, <br />Stripping your naive persona in the <br />Crowded halls of vanity, whipping <br />Your innocence by keen insults <br />Will end in a moment....please endure this! <br /> <br />Endure this, the agonizing sleep <br />On the bed of arrows, their tips <br />Will wane by abrasion of your bones <br />And there will be no more pain <br />During the long rest....please endure this! <br /> <br />Endure this, the burden of pledge <br />It’s a noose around your neck <br />Yet don’t tighten it, they need you <br />In blood and flesh, toil for them <br />Sweat and tears are the same....please endure this! <br /> <br /> Endure this, till god moves, <br />Faith and tears will rock the heaven, <br />He will descend and confer justice <br />But when and how is an unknown fact <br />If you are true and pure by soul...please endure this!<br /><br />Seema Aarella<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hang-on-4/
