Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Red Stories 7 - You...Woman

When there are some things you just know
Because the heavens told you
You woman when you bathe in the rivers alone and smile at the stars
When you go to bed and howl at the moon
You miss your lover
But won't sacrifice you dignity for his hand
Right then
You woman

You woman 'cause girls don't come quite grown as you
Get up offa your knees
Dance with the sun
Don't hold you head in shame when others scandalize your name
They don't know the sagacity you gained

Up you mighty woman
Spit shine your uterus and set it on your mantle
The way your face transforms when the skies light up
Birds sing your rites of passage song
You laugh like woman

From daisies on birthdays to roses on fresh graves
Shol smell like woman
There aint nothin mama can do for you no more
But inscribe her wisdom in your bosom
Send you to the fields to conquer your fears
You woman now

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