I AM NOT MEDUSA PART I

I am not Medusa,
Not Tragedy, Not Sin,
Not Death, or Sadness.
I am a force of great power,
Strength,
Unwilling to waver,
I am a woman, compare me to
Mother Nature.
I cook,
I clean,
I cry,
I die,
I birth,
I sing,
I fight,
I write,
I teach,
I bleed,
I LEAD,
And I take a lot of shit.

It was never biological,
Perhaps just diabolical,
To demean my tone.
Because I am not Eve,
The world just dared
Painting me
Weak, feeble, naive.
And according to Mary Beard,
It’s been a long time
Since femininity became feared.
Inexplicably,
Humanity just assumed
Its voice in masculinity,
Reducing female power
To a mere domestic ability.
So here I ask twenty first century ladies:
Drop your masculine deceptions,
And accept your roles in
Formulating our own
Power perceptions.

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