Standing tall, here in the know,
That talk could knock her down
While the awful future
she faced
Stares back at her in a fearful frown.
Setting aside all the worries
Refusing to blend
in, amongst the many
She plans her
move in trepidation
Trying to dodge the strikes aplenty.
Shamed and berated as the weaker sex
Her facts are
tossed away and refuted
From the world she seemed to know
From her known life, to be booted.
Prompt: Sunday Whirl
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