Step through whiskers
Shhhh ever so slowly
Quietly now girls
With painted pink toes
Through the dark night
We sneak
Tippy toe steps
One and one and one
Move gently my sweet
So as not to disturb
The baritone hatred
That sleeps in our path
Under blankets of hate
Swiftly leap over the holes
Filled with condemnation
And misogynist propaganda
Take the reaching hands
Of our masculine allies
The bravest of brothers
Waiting over trenches
Filled with crimson blood
Fighting the onslaught
Of barbed steel tongues
That pierces each of us
Where our bravest
Colleagues unite as one
Where solidarity stands
And where freedom sings
This is where the angels
And the men we love
Guard the walls
To protect the rights
Of the feminine strong
Very cool 🙂
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totally!
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Excellent poem.
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Lovely and, Yes, we are here.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Hasty poems on allies
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Love!
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Wow this is intense! I love it!
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