could god be what we do to each other?
An embryo
I yawn
Stretch open
Reaching
Yearning
To make my mark
Both what I’m given
And what I create
What I brush up against
What I embrace
This is the making
Of human
Fingerprints
Though as I stare
At a tree
I notice the rings
Like my index fingers
Akin
Perhaps
We too
Are family
God
What we do
To each other
All days of my life I grow so tired
Of the assaults, insults, mistakes
Injuries, injustices, hatred, fear
Flung at me simply for being female
We must stand up
Together
Strong
#DayoftheGirl 2016
I don’t need
Stilts or stilettos
To teeter totter
My way through life
I don’t need
A pale withered frame
To drag me down
As I wander around
I don’t need
Dainty day clothes
I’m not here
To play your game
I don’t agree
To run your race
Houses and TV’s
Mean little to me
What do I need
A strong heart
Strong base
Strong head
Strong legs
To get me where I’m going
What do I need
Fresh air
Sunshine
Wide open space
To be as I please
What will it take
To love myself
Stand up
Strong girl
To sad society
Shall I cross
To the great vast unknown
Take the next uncertain step
What if all I long for awaits
What if it all has been with me always
Time will order all things as it must
No longer my enslaver or enemy
No that was me
What I once chose as life
Thank god I woke up
I nearly missed this time
ElizaBeth Coira - The Home Grown Sojourner 