The Human’s Cry

No century’s visionaries could have foretold

The pity and rainbows and men’s cries and gold

For the cries we emit are only our own

And just as they silenced the man praising God

The will silence the woman with a cry of her own

A cry which no one will understand until they have trekked Odysseys through her eyes

and on her two legs,

Starved for the love and starved for the justice,

Screaming and crying in the undying cruelty of our age

And in our own unforgiving realm,

That which we created.



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