A Great Fore Mothers Legacy...
Heritage options prevail
not written in blood
not set in concrete
dysfunction, violation, unwanted seed
Our foremothers' served us well
they saved us from a living hell
when all is said and done
a womans' love I have succumb
you can judge me all you like
call me fairy, call me dyke
left behind all the abuse,
observed the straight world - called a truce
Our fore mothers revealed choices
they didn't preach fault nor blame
we learned their lessons well
for a womans' love is irrevocable
...a womans love is sinful
...and a womans love is hell
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