Friday, March 5, 2010 at 10:04PM Stop.
Stop.
I don’t care what the stars say
this is the age of women
women rising up and laying claim
in their God given gifted intelligence
And uttering new truths
against hypocrisies
How many of us can you beat down?
we will come at you
with that and a 1000 more
We are sick and weary
of your excesses
your abuses
your territorial
drawing of lines
in the sand not to be crossed
while bullets and bombs
rain down crushing
our sons and daughters
we are sickened by your greed
wars and unconscionable excesses
You have corrupted our children
with your hatreds and cruel expectations
we are not put upon this earth
to be in servitude to you
we who birth both sons and daughters
grow within us the very secret of all healing
we who are the foundation of the home
we are not chattel
you run around in a bag with a view all day
we are tired of you twisting religion to justify
your barbaric cruelty on our tender flesh
you deny us an education
so deeply you fear an educated woman
you make up laws that insure
we will be abused, starved, raped,
kidnapped and sold
stop imprisoning us for things you know
we work too hard to have time to do
We are not inferior
stop suffocating us with wet towels for lacking
a small piece of meat between our legs
stop throwing acid on our beauty
simply because 20 cents is a cheap revenge
and you can
Stop filling our bodies with bullets for standing up
speaking our truths and standing in our light
Stop reflecting your corruption
upon the mirror that is our hearts
when you know
we have done nothing wrong
but piss you off
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