teeth and hands and bruises on the soul

teeth and hands and bruises on the soul September 3, 2016
my teeth turn to sand in my mouth
with the taste of your shame
and betrayal in my soul

little comfort to know my pain
is magnified in your suffering
when i know
you have the power
to restore justice and honor
and bring mercy and freedom
to us both

but you will not do this
and we will pay the price
of your arrogance
and foolishness

what cruelty to be a woman
in this evil world
and pay always
for man’s wickedness

but the pleasure
will be all mine
when we stand before god
and answer the charges

for i think paradise
is a world where women
never lose teeth
and never fear
man’s pride.

About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. I'm kinda-sorta busy being a student again; this time I signed myself up for a bizarre torture known as Graduate School. Theoretically in 4ish years I'll have earned some more nice letters to put with my name. Let's face it, I'm addicted to learning and probably need rehab to restore me to sanity and remove the obsession to read books. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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