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Beckie Davies Nov 2020
I am more than I have ever been
I can hear somebody singing
Is that the sound of peace?
Is that the sound of a woman growing?

I am the girl inside the woman
I am the woman inside the girl
I was born into a world of men
I grew braver than ten of them

I am more than I have ever been
I am the strength inside the struggle
I am the hope inside the horror
I am the phoenix flying free

I am more than I have ever been
I was a prisoner, now I am queen
I can hear the sound of peace
I can hear the sound of a woman growing
I am more than I have ever been
Beckie Davies Nov 2020
Crucify me
You know that you want to

Hang me up
Next to all of my mistakes

While you hammer in those nails
I wonder

Will they crucify you with me?
our crucifixion
Beckie Davies Nov 2020
Your intelligence is divine
Oh, what a beautiful mind

Your words are verbal medicine
Oh, there is no comparison

The formation of your ideas
Create a scintillating souvenir

Your intelligence is divine
Oh, what a beautiful mind
your mind is pure beauty
Beckie Davies Nov 2020
He tried to sing me a song called respect
I told him not to waste his breath

If he respected me at all
He wouldn't be trying to play god
he was trying to play god while singing a fake song called respect
Beckie Davies Nov 2020
I am a female by birth
The same way that he is a male
Sometimes this ****** is a curse
When he thinks that my body is for sale

I am not a female by choice
That decision was made for me
He tries to oppress my voice
Yet I rise above the cruel inequality

I am a female by birth
I am learning to live with it
This male dominating world
Will never crush my spirit

I am a female with poetic prowess
I am a female crafted in stoic strength
sonnet - first attempt
Beckie Davies Nov 2020
He crossed the line
Entering my life
He ignored my resistance signs
Avoiding all my female land mines
There were no explosions
There was no protection
He crossed the line
Desecrating my sacred shrine
crossing lines into desecration
Beckie Davies Nov 2020
I raced towards the finish line
Your golden trophy my constant drive
When I reached the end
I must confess
Your trophy was a golden lie
following a dream of lies
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