WOMAN…not girl!…and…WALK A MILE IN HER SHOES

I am woman...not girl
RISE, WOMEN, RISE!!!
at the first sign
of a hair on a little boys
lip
he is declared a man
how much hair
and where
must I grow it
before I am called
woman…not girl?
RISE, WOMEN, RISE!!!
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WALK A MILE IN HER SHOES
her
feet are bare
yet
she cannot care
for
she still
must
get there.
(poems from the cross bred banquet of yolantha, the new Maya Angelou, seasoned with Gwendolyn Brooks, bathed in Langston Hughes, peppered with Angela Davis, sprinkled with Mother Teresa, lathered in William Shakespeare, rolled in Edgar Allen Poe, embellished with Anne Sexton, buttered with the blood of Jesus)


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