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WOMAN

I am descended of Lilith, I am a child of eve, I am cast out, i am trod on. I am likeness of Kali, re-incarnation of Aphrodite. In my arms nations   have been built and destroyed. My kiss has charmed and killed. My hips have cradled kings and emperors,    borne beggars and lepers. I am all this WOMAN. Woman   not of hips and *******   and womb. Woman   not of servitude, meekness   and petty deceit. I am Woman. Woman   of pain and love   and hate. Woman of blood rivers and   barren deserts. I am Woman. So heed me Heed my pain, watch my deeds, for my meekness,   my servitude, Are mere cloaks worn   to shield, to imprison   to impede... And as the soul sheds the body So do I now shed   this lie, this deceit You create for all to believe And become just     WOMAN
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Written by
naima-mungai
Kenyan
Published
Jul 22, 2012
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