the sky you held up for generations
sleepless nights of worry when you learned
how the game is played
protecting the sanctity of life is yours alone
to bear while your brothers must learn
how to kill … new laws to signal the greatness
of your highly paid leader who cannot find worth
in himself unless he makes you cry
it is your task to carry the life inside
for 9 months while men must abuse
by organizing how that life lives
so if abortion is against the law
but killing unarmed people is okay why not
get a histerectomy — fertility is the sin
in this post-modern world
and treason to say this outloud
but to torture mothers who can’t house
or feed the babies they bring in to the world
or force the rapist to contribute has no support.
Do not blame your sons and brothers
—blame all the systems that drove feeling
out of the corporate brain
bullying the flesh for profit
held in locked up vaults while
you and I cannot prove they exist.
Power has become a magician’s trick
you and I will torture oursleves to death
trying to win.
Dear universal mother, dear sun, rain and wind
if you love whatever cries out for love
—you shall find the secret to your power.
Hold it in your heart until you die.
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