Strong Women

 

My sister is strong of heart

And strong of mind

She stands like my mother once stood

Proud, and on the world.

 

The same world I stand upon

Not as proud of myself

As I am of them.

 

I speak warmly of the women who endure

Through tenacity and sensibility

Creativity and desire.

Power and awareness.

The women who persevere and stand proud

on the world.

 

And I avoid women who whine,

And the ones who point fingers and complain

The ones who chide and blame others for their failures, sexuality, or worldview.

 

I prefer strong women.

The ones who leap barriers like real women.

Not like men, or gazelles, or bats.

But with all the grace and strength of true women.

 

I like intelligent women.

Women who know how to hold their own.

Toe to toe against any man or any thing

That stands on this world.

 

Women with original thought and insight.

Because that’s how I was raised.

 

I prefer strong women.

Not cat fight’n women, breast pounding body builders, or 

Cookie-cutter fashion show runway whores.

or women who use men as models.

 

Women who know history, who know men

are more than a rampaging army of Cyclop cocks 

Who know children are more than leverage.

Who know the world on which they stand

And draw power from it.

Women who are leaders.

Women who can process and comprehend.

Women who are great thinkers.

 

Women who don’t like me saying that

Are probably not that.

 

I like women who can look you in the eye.

No pretense.

No false flattery, no apologies, no thanks.

 

I’ve been challenged by many.

Topped by a few

Slapped in the face by some 

And shot to hell by a couple in particular

But I still like strong women,

No matter what you think.

 

I don’t happen to like weak whiney women

Just as I despise weak whiney men

I can’t pretend they are worth my time.

 

If you’re a weak woman

Blame me now and get it over with.

Keep crawling.

 

But if you are a woman who possesses greatness

We have nothing to worry about.

You wouldn’t let someone like me get in your way, anyway.

And when I say something good about a woman

And when I say something bad about a woman

Take a good look at the woman of which I speak

And judge us fairly

As you stand 

Or kneel

On this Earth.

VultureJohn Dooley