The Poetic Political
Fumings of a Feisty Feminist
Making waves of change, one poem at a time.
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The closet doors burst open And the skeletons run free Fear and shame are vanquished Now all the world will see How you’ve threatened and abused us As we struggled to be strong Too scared to raise our voice Silent suffering too long Shared stories of our torment Unite us as we speak With the truth and realization That it’s you, not me, who’s weak. I wrote this poem as more and more stories about sexual abuse and assault continue to come to light with the #MeToo movement. As we begin to "clear out our closets" from all of the skeletons that have haunted us for far too long.
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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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