The Poetic Political
Fumings of a Feisty Feminist
Making waves of change, one poem at a time.
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*An American woman is fatally shot by her partner every 16 hrs. Hour one he finally awakens
Hungover he’s still a little shaken. Hour two he takes a shower Grabs some bacon to quickly devour Hour three he’s off to make money, Slams the door and shouts “Bye honey!” Hour four he hammers his thumb Pisses him off as his finger goes numb Hour five he’s starving for food, Cranky and crabby upset in his mood. Hour six he shouts at his buddy For leaving some boards all grimy and muddy. Hour seven his head starts to pound So he downs two pills to drown out the sound Hour eight he falls down some stairs As he’s struggles inside to make some repairs Hour nine he feels fatigued Hard work pays off he’s always believed Hour ten he’s back at it again Finishin’ up, hallelujah, amen! Hour eleven he’s ready to eat Take off his shoes and put up his feet Hour twelve he’s finally done Time to head home and have some fun Hour thirteen he downs a few beers Hoping that his head finally clears Hour fourteen he begins to get rough He pushes his wife and gets pretty tough Hour fifteen he can barely walk Puts his wife into a headlock Hour sixteen he grabs his gun Killing his wife, and other loved ones. He owned a gun to keep him protected Ended up using it, not quite as expected. Spending his life locked up in jail. I question whether justice prevailed.
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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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