Sojourner's Truth

Ain’t I a Woman?

We’d die if we got pregnant.
We’d kill to have a child.

We watch our children grow fat.
We watch our children fade away.

We make Twiggy look voluptuous.
We make Dawn French look gaunt.

We read romance and Morrison.
We read engineering and philosophy.

We build bridges and warships.
We build barricades and revolutions.

We get upset when we break rocks.
We get upset when we break nails.

We work from dawn ‘til dusk.
We party from dusk ‘til dawn.

We dance the night away with the ones we love.
We dance our lives away for the ones we loathe.

We hate the weight of your hand on our face.
We love the feel of your hand on our face.

We obey our husbands.
We don’t obey our husbands.
What husbands?

We like to be held.
We like to hold.

We wear ‘fuck me’ shoes.
We wear Doc Martens.
We wear the soles of our feet.

Ain’t we all Women?

© Michèle A.L. Barzey 2010

Posted 06:06 AM on Sat Jun 26 2010

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