Not Brave Enough

 Letters that were lost in transit 

Taken for unanswered questions. 

People who went missing in wars,

Mourned as dead, yet with flickering hope.

She wished to step into the arena 

Sword out to defend her cause. 

She wished that she were 

Brave enough to shed blood.

But all she heard time and again 

Was a voice in her mind as a reminder 

"You are only a woman. What can you do?"

"But I am the richest in the world" 

"They say it's because of your father"

"But I am brave."

"Not like your brothers."

"But I love him."

"You aren't brave enough to confess."

The wine spilt over the carpet. 

Soaking in blood red stains 

The title over her head 

Loomed like a death sentence. 

The cost of her life was his death, 

Whom she could not mourn in public.

© Suranya



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