The Poetic Political
Fumings of a Feisty Feminist
Making waves of change, one poem at a time.
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I’m finding the words
To explain my anger Having felt voiceless for so long my voice cracks when at last I finally scream. You say I need protected You say I must be pure Yet you promote and grandstand assholes with grabby hands and sinful desires But the truth is right before me I can see it with my eyes You don’t give a shit about me Or my bodily demise. Power is your weapon And domination is your goal False values and morality Cloak what we now know. Control her body Control her. No more. No more will we listen No more will we believe you. Finding strength in my freedom. Feeling joy in my rebirth. Knowledge lights my path. And love of my self-worth.
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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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