Forget About It
Forget history
And don't repeat it.
The time is now for herstory.
Return to the Mother God.
Embrace Her. Love Her.
For She is the Earth
And water is Her blood.
The atmosphere, Her lungs.
We stand and talk
And walk upon Her skin.
We are all Her kin.
There's no need for a bible
For life is Her book.
We are Her pages.
And perhaps if we listen
(To our moms)
We will evolve and speak
Goddess
And not some God damn
Male dominated slippery tongue.
She empowers us with family
Friendship and encourages free thought.
She is never boring even though
She's the one who stays home
Nurturing us, raising us
While He's out there taking all the credit
For this magnificent universe.
With man at the reigns
Mankind is surely doomed.
It is about time for herstory
Or else ...
Every male from this day forth shall be born gay.
And a famous female scientist
Will discover a way for women to have only daughters
Without the help of men.
Only then will Womankind be freed
From the crucifixion of testosterone driven monkeys.
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