Autism: C'hele's Story

May 14, 2007

To All Women ~

Filed under: Poetry — C'hele @ 14:58

Centuries

And

Centuries

Of countless

Horrors and

Forgotten stories,

The lost

Collective memories

Of woman kind,

Underappreciated-

Used as slaves

Treated as objects

Called worthless…

Lower than dogs.

There’s no respite

For us!

Mind, body, and soul

Have long been disregarded-

Inner strength

Our truth,

Has always been

Our shield, our guardian-

Our one true protector.

Who is the strongest?

Is it all about

The testosterone?

Really?

Who is able to withstand

The various

Changes of the body-

Pregnancy,

Childbirth?

Who can multi-task

Whilst a babe suckles

At our breast?

Who is best able

To balance

Career,

Work,

Children,

Home-

And after all this,

Have to

“Put out?”

And make it look like

We’re actually having fun?

When we’re not?

Because we’re

Not worthy

To profess exhaustion.

Apparently, no-

Not our sex.

We’ve been told

Its our job,

It’s our duty

It’s our responsibility.

We’ve asked for it after all-

Since Eve picked the forbidden fruit.

Do not call me

A daughter of Eve!

Because I am not!

Women are not evil,

And I am not worthless,

I am not useless

I am not dense-

History has proven

That women

Are quite capable

Of learning.

Take heed,

We are not lowly.

Like Lilith,

I know my own power

And will no longer

Apologize for it!

Instead of lying

Beneath any man,

I insist-

Like Shakti,

To sit face to face

With my Shiva.

I am…

All woman.

And

Damn

Proud

Of

It.

(by C’hele)

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