The Poetic Political
Fumings of a Feisty Feminist
Making waves of change, one poem at a time.
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"In my distress, I called to the Lord; I cried to my God for help. From his temple he heard my voice; My cry came before him, into his ears." Psalms 18:6 "Love one another” Is their sacred dictum. Yet the young and the innocent Are their intended victims. The children they target For their perverse abuse Pure fear and blind faith They use to seduce. In the gates of Hell Our kids are betrayed Forced down to kneel As the evil priests prey.
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Poetry by: AsherahAlthough she was selectively edited out of the Bible two thousand years ago, she raises her voice for women today in hopes of a better tomorrow, as she makes waves of change, one poem at a time. Archives
May 2020
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