A sonnet for katherine

Dear Kate, I must speak to you and be bold I had just seen your speech and heard thy roar Though I’m dazed, for I’ve seen it all before And I must ask, does your speech truly hold?

For I have seen your youth for all these years I’ve seen you as the ​buzzard’s​ ​curst​ wife Tis true “Thy husband is thy lord, thy life” Or twas it all lies, so thou shed no tears?

Let us ​broach​ a topic thou has not faced For it is the men who made you this way Your freedom is mental, you let them slay Peremptory​ men, who keep you in place.

Maybe you seem like a bird no one holds That does not mean your life isn’t controlled