Accepting what I cannot

The Goddesses heir

The first woman who felt the dirt touch her feet did not have white skin and golden hair

She did not conform into the shape of a chair

She was majestic and a force to be reckoned with

Wearing ivory from the tusks of elephants

it was a sight for the jealous man

So, he had stolen from her and bounded her hands

Had told her the blood that she sacrifices was never hers to own

And made a clone of the child she molded for him and sewn

he ponders on why fire makes blood boil

Only shortly after he sprinkles some oil

Now she must be off her meds he says she has gone feral

But he never could love a bitch that was completely sterile

Whose fault if not my mine

Refusing to carry a weight a man gave me is the worst of crimes

And if we brought it into the world, we would be strapped to the bed in hospital spotlights

Because we could not stay still with our wombs being sliced with a knife

Now I know how to love the very things sent to hurt me

If you cannot understand this being my childhood blanket you do not deserve me

Down to hell with authority my battle cries are prettier than yours

Bewitched by the ones you called whores

Dominance is weakness to the those of us who know how to play the game

You only have control because I said ok

we should have kicked and screamed the moment they kicked dirt over us planting their seeds

laughed in their faces when they told us that a man has his needs

like that makes them special, well so do we

and maybe that is being able to safely close both eyes when we sleep

I know you can still do your deeds

You do not need me go cry into the tissue sheets

Just throw it in the trash if you sneeze

And maybe next time I will help you clean

Hate this ram head that sits in the pit of my stomach

That I learned about after five years of hand sanitizer and test mints

They want me to grow up knowing the devil lives in me

That she is both what they despise and what makes me pretty