It’s not my shame, it’s their shame
My rapists and harassers
The men who have preyed on me
Disregarding, then discarding me
Battered, broken and betrayed
Burdening me with their guilt
But it’s not my shame and
I am Done
I am Done
carrying this shame that is not mine
I am Done
saying everything is just fine
behind their whispers
and my silence
I am Done
Giving a fuck about what happens to them
It is their shame
Their lives of quiet evil
Expecting the world to mold itself
around their twisted existence
It is their shame.
The time has come for us to cast off those burdens
That were never ours to bear
It is Time for us
to name our pain out loud
It is Time for Truth AND Consequences
It is Time for men to call out other men to hold themselves to the higher standard of simple human decency
It is Time for us to touch our hearts to the divine and
Claim our Power
For We Are the Wonder Women
Lassos of truth at our hips
It is time to hold up our shields
Against the bullets of gas lighting and slander
Our words are our swords
that slice through evil and cut down lies
Our strength
Our strength is in our solidarity
And It. Is. Time.
