(To the woman, mother, daughter, wife.....in me)

Endure this, just another thorn
Hard, sharp, unavoidable,
Just one more sting, in your bleeding
Bruised feet, few more steps and
The journey will end....please endure this!

Endure this, compromise is no shame,
Stripping your naive persona in the
Crowded halls of vanity, whipping
Your innocence by keen insults
Will end in a moment....please endure this!

Endure this, the agonizing sleep
On the bed of arrows, their tips
Will wane by abrasion of your bones
And there will be no more pain
During the long rest....please endure this!

Endure this, the burden of pledge
It’s a noose around your neck
Yet don’t tighten it, they need you
In blood and flesh, toil for them
Sweat and tears are the same....please endure this!

Endure this, till god moves,
Faith and tears will rock the heaven,
He will descend and confer justice
But when and how is an unknown fact
If you are true and pure by soul...please endure this!

Seema Aarella

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hang-on-4/