A Woman Is Money

women views words like currency where hurt is the apex of money and the love and camaraderie one a prisoner searches for in the cracks of his walls is just a vehicle for the softening of the shell one they've erected after one too many 'you're my diamond" when they're just feeling the pressure of one well my words are gold, woman and I tell you you were born gilded impervious to these poison laden speeches where you were taught to hate your fellow girl and to die for the man who kills you they may speak all they want but you will stand bold and ironclad with closed mouth saving your last word for a rainy day