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Strengths' Inherited Glory

  Oh you "Man"!... once strong without compare hath now fallen
from grace. Weakened by the phrase "The woman whom thou giveth
to be with me, she gave me of the tree, and I did eat."
thereby passing thy leadership and kingship over to us__
woman

Now we, woman, must wear the strength once adorned by thee,
and must bear the burden of thy crowning glory;

bending over from the brute weight of it
trying to keep it upright til ye once again regain thy strength
to accept thine sins, thine shames
and to repent unto thy Lord of thine own temple

We beckon thee to Seek forgiveness
and ask for thy crown to be restored unto thee

Woman did not ask to wear the adornment of mankind
nor hast woman ask to fulfill the duties of your calling
neither to answer for the debts of your weakness

I, woman, grow hard of heart and rough of skin
weary from the chore you have embarked upon me
I have locked my feminine essence inside the core
of the black crystal to await your sovereign touch
the deep waters of your voice
and the power of your stance

Why dost not thou hold steadfast to thy masculinity..
why hath thou fallen upon me...
for now I've fallen upon our children,
and thus our children hath fallen
upon the earth..

Dust we shall all become....
because you still shamefully
run and hide

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Copyright © Niyna DeSangre
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