Bearing children.
Bearing water and firewood.
Bearing the weight of prejudice and poverty.
Bearing the weight of their own tears.
Because they are powerful beyond measure.
Because Nature did not go wrong in making them the bearers of so many burdens.
Head the graceful movement of their heads rising in pride.
Head the soft sound of their feet carrying them forward.
Head the mountains they are moving.
They are women, like you and me…
And We are Powerful!
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