The grandmothers
The mothers
The daughters
Silenced by the tyranny of men
Far to long
No soft bosom remains
The wet of their wild creation
Turned to dust and desert sands
In their cold hands
Will turn to fury
In the wildfires of destruction
Only in the breaking of the dam
Releasing the waters of women
Will we quench the thirst
Of the inferno
The great loneliness of men
Violent hatred of women
They curse our indifference
Our distance
The ever widening gap
Of unrequited love
Yet treat us as chattel
Drug us
Rape us
Call it porn
And justify their violence
As divine right from God
Enough is Enough
