I look up at the sky
This unwavering, frowning face.

Taunting me
Telling me
I will never be free.

My brothers
They are strong
Tall

I am nothing.

I will never be strong
And I will never grow.

I cook and clean
Like I will for my husband
And his sons.
But my muscles don’t grow

I am weak.

Weak
The way a woman should be.

The moon and the stars give me
strength
When I can’t sleep.

The only beauty I know,
And they belong to me,
When everything else is taken.

But then the sun steals them.
Taking them and bringing heat and pain.

The dirt
Cracks like my dry lips.
The sun steals the water.
The heat steals lives.

But the stars and the moon give me life.

Life
In a world without life
For a girl like me.