one day
when a child asks me
how my country fell
I will tell them
with scraped knees, elbows bruised
with mournful screaming, hearts ablaze
and alongside white men who
feared most the power of a
strong
intelligent
woman.
when a child asks me
how my country fell
I will tell them
with scraped knees, elbows bruised
with mournful screaming, hearts ablaze
and alongside white men who
feared most the power of a
strong
intelligent
woman.
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How we won
How we refused to bow
To the jealous hate
directed at us.
How we came together
In our difference
Like flowers
Of every imaginable color
We rose up and filled the world
With a power and glory
That left them
Nothing more than
Specks of dust
In a passing wind
Thanks to regressive & patriarchal mindsets, an authoritarian oligarchy takes over 1/20/25 😩❤️🩹🇺🇸