A Woman Speaks
By Beverly Greene
By Beverly Greene
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I do not see
a far away sky-god
looking down upon me
with judging eyes,
grading my servitude
to his chosen men.
And I do not wish to.
You scream that I must
bend to your sky-god's will
simply because it would
make things easier for you.
But I do not waiver.
You proclaim that I
must sell my womanness
as a commodity
to be bought or sold
for your own gain.
But I am not for sale.
You hate my womb
for its magickal blood
and try to convince me
that it is only for
breeding your male children.
But I do not believe.
You fear my clit
for it is an organ
evolution gave
only to women,
the only pleasure button
with no other purpose
and you try to make me
forget what it is there for.
But I do not forget.
I do not forget what I know,
I do not believe your lies,
I do not change what I believe,
I do not bend to your will,
I do not follow your rules,
I do not sell what you can not own,
I do not worship your man-father-god,
I do not fear your threats.
I can not be controlled,
I can not be ruled,
I can not be changed,
for I am a woman.
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