This piece is my thought alone. If it upsets anyone good, because we women need to fight the internalized Patriarchy which has colonized our thought for thousands of years.
it has not always been
sisters are you clearing now
with tiny tin type tweezers,
the patriarchy that sits bone deep
among our apple flowers.
until we form our own thoughts
unshadowed by Adam’s folly
until in freedom are our choices made
far from misogyny’s rule
the tide will remain rolling in
a thoughtless flow of misbelief
about our very being
informed by patriarchic lassitude.
it is useless trying to explain,
no matter how fine the language,
the daily life each woman lives
in fear so deep it binds us
to definitions, not our own,
of what it is to be woman.
we have forgotten who we really are
but SHE has not forgotten us.
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