Spewing out the indoctrination of your people
A practice that denies all things feminine
it is a sickly sweet lie
That only benefits cis males
that glass ceiling has been shattered
much to your dismay
I will not pretend, be silence or controlled
I am
your Elder
a Mirror
and reminder of centuries of abuse
Some graves I will rock
because of my choices
Taking an olive branch
then whipping me with it?
You disgust me now with your violation
the ancestors ARE displeased
I could’ve liked you
Learned from you
I know my place
It is most certainly not
Anywhere near masculine you
As I feel bile rise in my throat
by being in your aura
Of self serving deceit
You have hurt me for the last time
I have found my voice
Karma
will take care of the rest
Who will be your next victim for slander
in the name of your God
And self serving purpose
in the name of your people
Be gone archaic juggernaut
Your false kingdom is calling for you
JM2025
The First Word 