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Balance (Greatly Edited To Fit)

I guess that the revolution was meant to take place between my thighs and below my waist I guess that the revolution expects me to shorten my stride and slow my pace just so that I will always remain a few steps behind you submissive subservient you claim that this is some role that I must fill mother nurturer while you you are the warrior I can not be multi-dimensional I have to remain weak while you exhibit strength how can women be meek and have the ability to bring forth life? Our bodies have the capacity to house and nourish another entity while you have the audacity to believe that man is superiority to me why would you now believe that you are stronger you are smarter than I? Even the most simplistic hunter & gatherers understood the true value of their women the men may go out and hunt sometimes returning empty-handed sometimes returning without enough meat the women’s work of gathering ensured that there would always be something to eat the spark of civilization was lit by feminine energy when people are not left to go hungry they have the energy to be productive the ability to build empires the ability to create new technologies the chance to develop the arts and express their creativity Just do not expect me to birth the babies of the revolution if you are unwilling to help rear them do not expect me to lift you up by allowing you to stand on my shoulders do not ask me to listen to your stories of pain, struggle, and hurt and expect me to act like I do not have my own I'm tired of being told that my actions or views are emasculating we women have always exist we are damned if we do and damned if we don’t fix your lips to say that we are too independent and call us gold-diggers and materialistic in the next breath so which is it? would you prefer If I keep my hands in your or my pocket? See—I demand that an adult male act like a man. I see too many women spending their time trying to raise and nurture overgrown boys stroking their egos right along with their dicks ignoring their worth and surrendering their bodies and spirits Look I know my role It is not behind you It is beside you I am not a toy I am not a parrot I am not a dog or horse that needs to be trained in obedience We are counterparts yin and yang opposite poles I understand that a relationship between a woman and man relies on balance and mutual respect Now, I ‘m waiting for you to take hold and grasp this fact

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 4/20/2016 1:42:00 AM
Cherise Charleswell, nicely done. Glad to read your poem today. XoX *Linda*"
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Date: 8/15/2009 6:16:00 AM
Welcome to PoetrySoup Cherise. Love, Carol
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