Gentle Fall of the Patriarchy
A poetic musing on breaking down the system of patriarchy.
The patriarchy,
built on lies
and the demise
of the feminine power.
I raise hands
and give thanks
for the hour
we have reached
that has asked
for a rise
in the matriarchal strength.
This strength,
this power,
has always been present,
it could never be eradicated
or burnt on a stake.
Because little did the patriarchy know,
a woman sows her seeds
even in the time of death.
Her spirit soars and gains,
and as the rains fall down
and mix with the tears
of those of us still
stood on the earth,
we give birth
to a new generation
of true power and strength.
We have never allowed
ourselves to be completely restrained,
as we kept love in our hearts
even through the biggest hurts
of murder and rape.
We’ve always known
what we were being shown
was a false way of living,
an evil way of giving
the gifts with we have been blessed.
Dear patriarchy,
you may have succeeded
at crushing me for a moment in time,
I may have felt the heaviness
of how you trample through this world,
but I give you my word,
I will never be defeated
by another’s use of external power
because as a true creator of peace
I have turned my focus inward
and I see the beauty and grace
that could never be erased
from deep within my soul.
I will grow old with the scars
you have left impacted
on my body and psyche
but my spirit and soul
will remain intact
and I will continue to blossom
and grow
and know that I am held
by sisters and mothers
and men too
who care for equality
over power and external gain.
I will remain
on this path of being woke
and using my words
to speak aloud
what I know to be fair.
About the Creator
Morgan Leigh Callison
I love the written word and it's a privilege and a pleasure to share the ones that come through me with you.
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