We are Women hear us roar.
"Simply" because
When Women purr akin to a pussy no one listens.
Make time to listen to the women in your lives and avoid the roar.
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FEMININITY
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FEMININITY
What has happened in this time?
So many lines drawn.
So many erased.
My femininity has no strength despite our true oneness.
I’ve done my part with the help of the Great Divine,
Who is ahead of male/female line?
Femininity has been stolen no longer able to express it’s Divine true nature.
Drawing my thoughts back to the early moments of my own life:
picking dandelions by the way, reciting rhymes, skipping and laughing while asking
“are we really made of sugar and spice?”
That same dandelion behind tucked behind my ear, the yellow glow accented my brown skin
oh how nice!.
The beauty of my femininity seized by the world, detaining it from it’s essence.
It began with the rape of it, a child should never know such things, so I thought.
The assault grew, a war raging in the institutions a universal plot?
Hour after hour day after day.
The history of his humanness forced into the mind.
He is everywhere she is nowhere, she has disappeared.
Lost my femininity as a child not being able to express my Divine creativity, unraveled by a world who found it threatening.
My ability too unite love and compassion, my big brown eyes wore the garment of openness, only to have them closed. Visions of war left me blind, cold thoughts shivering taking refuge in my mind.
Lost my femininity as a child along with it went mercy. I sat waiting for it every morning as the sun rose, so to my expectations.
Beaten down, abused but I have faith that mercy will make the journey, I wait unmoved by it‘s slow approach.
It had been locked in a room on the door it read
“Threat”
a sign which should have read
“Set me Free”.
Found my femininity aided by Divine conscience, self respect and grace now shackles released.
I receive my femininity as a woman, as a force as the beginner of life, I am, I sing, I love, I write, I speak.
He has been walking far to long alone, echoes of “where is she?” are heard along the path.
Woman take your place with Mother nature added to the collective strong.
Our voice in unison with those who are searching or have been found.
Mercy will find a way through a renewed strength, a Divine balance.
"May the truth of us be told in unison.”ONELOVE.
