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(*This poem was inspired from a story in the book, "Life's Work" by Dr. Willie Parker. In it he recalls growing up in the South and attending church. One Sunday a young girl had to come in front of the congregation and confess her sins of getting pregnant. ) In church, she abides, And walks down the aisle. Standing alone, She forces a smile. Her white flowing dress, A symbol of purity. Her legs are trembling, With insecurity. Her gentle voice cracks, As she softly speaks. Her hands start to shake, And her knees are weak. The judgement begins, While the women sigh, Crystal tears fall, From the sides of her eyes. I began to contemplate, What I already knew, As with all procreation, It requires two. So where was the man, Who created all this? And why was he allowed, To be so remiss? It doesn’t seem right, To shame and judge her, When given no choice, To become a mother.
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(When reading the bible, it is quite apparent that women are not thought of much, nor thought of highly. Their main occupations in the Bible are as either wives, prostitutes, or objects with which to barter or rape. “The word and works of God is quite clear, that women were made either to be wives or prostitutes.” –Martin Luther, Reformer (1483-1546), Works 12.94 In the book “Life’s Work” Parker talks about how since the bible and onwards, men have continually, “thrown Eve under the bus”. ) Since the Bible first began
Life has been unjust Particularly for women When Eve became corrupt Women were just objects That men could buy or trade Wives or prostitutes Were how we were portrayed And poor ol’ Virgin Mary Abstinence be damned That sneaky pesky God With his quick and slight of “hand” Our job back then was clear Childbirth would be our penance Motherhood our only goal When God afflicted vengeance But things have changed since then We’re not so treasonous But men still try to throw Eve underneath the bus. It amazes me how quickly
Congress can solve this situation Guess it’s only changing rules Not changing legislation And the litigants are women Within our government Not unknown random faces Seeking gun laws betterment. As they ask for a revision Within their own house rules So that they may bare their arms And ensure they don’t confuse It with that other word Because “bear” is not akin When one involves a weapon And the other is just skin. A woman’s shoulder shouldn’t cause A man to be aroused Those days long gone, good riddance Bared arms should be allowed Now if only we could manage To get them all to see The need for tighter regulations Of “bear arms” for you and me. I wrote this poem after reading this article in the news. Oh the irony. https://www.usnews.com/news/top-news/articles/2017-07-13/for-women-at-the-us-congress-the-right-to-bare-arms |
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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
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