The weight of her village upon her shoulders 

Shoulders of bronze, iron, steel, or copper?

Who knows?They seem to never falter

Her name on everyone’s  lips 

Up, down and around she goes

Where the unconscious « you better »runs around 

In her mind that never shuts down

The stress

The demands

 The standards

No is disrespect 

And love has no borders

Mother, sister, daughter, 

Counselor, translator, mentor 

You name it, all at once 

Slumber? no way 

Invencible? impossible!

But the hidden tears

The years of wear and tear 

The unseen fears

The veiled scars

The burnout 

The facade 

The imposter syndrome

Champion of the people, I see you 

Champion of the people, I know you

Champion of the people, I salute you

You are brave, bold and beautiful!

Sourire