Born out of books

It was a girl who picked up books when sisters
went about believing in the world,
The real world that gives a life of
shocks, happiness, problems, stress, joy,
and normalcy.
The words in the books taught different things,
That women are not born as women,they are made,
The already very old, tottering world turns them
into subdued beings, the second sex,
A gender with less rights, more of doings,
Doings without expectations,
doings without love and always killed by lust,
Books taught that
sacrificing happiness was not all about
being a goddess,that certain things were
wrong,yet
people called them right,
And what was right was always despised, ignored,burnt,
destroyed,subdued or killed,
not only the body, but the soul and heart.

When she sought love from the world,
There were no men,
There were only people who didn't know
about love,
but knew very well what they wanted from women,
And took it, used it and called life
a life.

The books written by men, and more of women,
made a woman aware of truths,
The truths entered into her and
tore her apart,
She searched for love,wanted to trust
to the core of her being,
Kept searching,and ended her journey
still carrying the search in her heart.