The 'ism' In Femin Poem by obinna tochi
The 'ism' In Femin
Sisters at fight...
daughters of quarrelling thunder.
have mercy our lady the queen of silvery rainbows
laugh not brothers at shiny cloud.
as we queue to drink from the anger of the tigress,
tranfixed at the sorrow of the troubled rose.
surprised by her supersiding surpassing strenght,
abeg...
we beg for equity
equality rather...
for our eyes kissed our ears
as our dreams raped in terror.
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