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I Will
I WILL or WILL I??
It was me who was there, when they laid you bare
On your Mother’s cheek
I saw her weep, her bosom seep
As they spirited you away
while her teats suppurate
And her heart quaked
I witnessed the distress, when they opened Your chest
And striped your back, once they saw that you lacked
Fear, Dread and Fright
And they tried to extinguish your light, diminish your Might
Tried to slash your eyes, and halve down your size
Out of despise-ing you
Thereby despise-ing
Their-Selves
I had a front row seat
Watched Her labor to defeat,
Stamp and Trample
The very heart of you
Because the sheer force of you
And very thought of you
Was an affront to her
And your Heart’s existence
Was her inconsistence
And your Subsistence
It was Me beseen
who cleansed your feet in the stream
who unbound your wrists, unfurled your fists
re-sheathed your dagger
uprighted your stagger
settled your fever
bewitched your foes
scatter the crows
Nourished your dreams
reStitched your seams
Cheered you in Earnest
Soothed your furnace
And when the Masses Demand
Who will bear the Pain of this Man
I shall raise my hand
and say
“I WILL” [I, Magdalene]
Copyright ©
Laura E E Marsh
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