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tao Apr 2020
Tight the way I like,
the chains of your fantasy,
in which you're the king.

Built on illusions,
the fort of patriarchy,
empty without me.
nosipho khanyile Aug 2018
injustice has become the affirmation.
hesitation, passed down to each generation.
oblivious to how this is a cause of our own transgression; through temptation.
misleading us to our own damnation.
Crime has become a norm in South Africa and it has gone to an extent where we don't even look over our shoulders anymore but hope that when a crime comes about we still have our lives to keep. This poem not only highlights crime in my country, but the international rise in other issues such as school shootings, human trafficking, ****, sickness, hunger, mass killings- there are some issues which I haven't personally experienced in this list but am deeply moved by. This is a time to put our hope in the greater energies we believe in and not let the Enemy succeed.
Jane Deer Jan 2017
When the sun shines
i am nothing but beautiful
When the raindrops kiss my face
i am weak
When the heavens are torn open
i wait. Silent
When they burst and lash out with furios flashes of fire and thunder
I am tempestuous
unfair

unfeminine

You say you love every part of me
but on my worst day
i am solitary
On my best,
i am yours

When i love you
i am inadequate
When you abuse me
**i am woman
Devin Ortiz Dec 2016
I tire of this Patriarchy
The footpaths, The Guidelines
The strict Dogma, The misogynistic guise

I tire of these Sins
The evil manipulation, The father of my fathers
The pleasure of power, The hearts swollen with hate

I tire of this Psychological Harem
The predestination, The pain of letting things go
The image staring back at me, The toxic masculinity

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