Poetry / Female Your Born

How can one bring another life into this reality?
Your’s is a past of abuse, not childhood serenity.

As, since you were five, they call you lying whore
And no one believes you’ve done settled the score.

Those who claim to serve and protect
State you are not worthy of their respect.

They say you’re still worthless slave and wanton slut.
Though you have never been so; the doors slam shut.

As you were robbed of innocence and decency
So will this be the fate of your own prodigy.

For the chain of abuse remains unbroken in this life for you;
As daughter, wife or mother; the bruises remain black and blue.

The scars no one sees for they’re part of your psyche
They say you’re to blame as depressed and half crazy.

Why you’re not normal and never were apart of the plan
Of this fucked up world created by and for the ego of man.

This is their explanation when justice you’re denied
And your civil rights violated as they continue to hide

Behind a coat of lies and deceit
Because you refuse to compete

In their game of chance that has a loaded deck
“You are here to serve us, and don’t you forget.

Remember your place bitch, or pay for it.
We’re going to rape and break your spirit.

You were made for us to abuse
Degrade and are here for us to use.

As we call you foul names
You deserve to feel the shame.

We have the right by our Lord, God above;
You’re a whore, bitch and not worthy of His love.”

So why did you believe against all evidence
That you could break the chain of circumstance?

The life you are placed on this earth to endure
Never to know freedom or peace but to ensure;

That almighty man is your master and lord
The abuse you earned as female you’re born.

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richardlynn51 avatar General Stranger

June 10, 2008

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It’s been awhile moon-child…as I love, raging truth is all we’ve got sometime.
This world of monsters and dark shadows will pounce upon us if we let it…it only needs a crack in our confidence to infect us…strong poem…and yes we need more of the feminine spirit to balance the red-bull male! I’m curently working on a poem about Ianna, a Sumerian Goddess and Enheduanna, a priestess
and 1st poetess…ever!...enjoyed your web-site..RichardLynn.

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December 31, 2007

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On normal circumstances, I would pinpoint of which I feel should be improved, but there is no need to.  What you have written is a fine work as it is.  There is much anguish, fury, and disgust clearly within your voice of this piece.  I could feel these emotions evaporating off the computer screen.  In my perceptive, we have all faced abuse in our lives.  Physical abuse, child abuse, women battering, and even verbal abuse can damage someone.  I’m sure we have all been raped of our choices, whether it be physical rape, or forcing anything upon someone else.  The very emotions you brought to life among the canvas is exactly how my attitude is towards abuse in general.  Each person can relate, I believe, being as we have all have conflict during the coarse of our lives.  Also, whether we admit to it or not, we have also “abused” others as well.  I’m sure we have all hurt someone else, especially those we love the most.

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