We Roar
Upon the Hill

We implore
Upon the floor

Scream and Shout
Stomp our feet

Beat our chest
March in the street

Crumbled pieces of Concrete
Until our are bodies numb

Hear Us
See Us
Feel Us

Change Change Change

Like High Tide
Roars upon the shores

The waters recede
Once more

Gently Back to sea

The sand and seashells

In the end


Words Words Words
Twist inside my head

Words Words Words
These Words Are Your Words
Not Mine

My words upon the page
This is me on the page

Your search of perfection

You want a beautiful song
Something Strong?

Something to make you Feel Real
Hope and Strength?

All the day long
So death doth prolong?

Live the song of life.
Bitter strife

Encourage you?


Created Equal?

Of the House of Woman
Dare to Beleive?
Thou are Chosen?

Stand upon a rock.
For man shall mock.
Thy Lord Saieth
All are created Equal.

Men say Man.
Women say Amen.

Woven though the crowd.
No crown upon her head?
Religious existence?

Woman kind
Human Kind
Man kind 

Look down upon them All?
Down on Them?

Men cannot stand above Man
Woman should?

To long Unravelling

Scale always in man’s favor?
Cash Stash Whiplash
Never Fair
Bat an Eyelash?
Shake your Money Maker?
Woman Stand
Hand in Hand

Its spiritual
you’re Kind
Our Kind
Woman Kind

March Forward
Legs of Steel
Woman ignored
By likes of men

She is secure
Her heart is pure
Why is she here?
A Woman Lead
Hearts Bleed

Woman Stand Tall
Legs of steel
Heart of Gold
Legend untold

Push you
Lock you
Laugh at you
God loves you

Never Fair
Loves a man
Who doesn’t exist
Prays for ignorance

Men still Tribe
Together vibrations of old.
Break done the woman of gold.

Keep them Back
Keep Them out
to Protect?

But for some
Who Fear None
Intelligence Higher
Then Their Paychecks.



Mannequin skin peeling gray
Leather skirt
denim shirt
Shape perfect in every way

Simply walk by
The lucky Mannequin
with eyes of blue
only one shoe

Its wig barely clinging
Platinum blond
In the wind swinging
Scarf tied on

Years stood in the heat
The rain and hurricane
Cars watching from the street
Hey look there so sweet

Change its clothes
For every holiday
Never losing its parts
Doesn’t need a heart

Never inside
people continue to stride by
Outside it will stay
never tires
doesn’t ask to be paid

Always smiling
One arm waving
Serving its purpose
Never complains or feels pain

Eyes never blinking
Years and years
watch as the trains go by
No fears no tears

Appreciate the mannequin
standing tall
In the city
for all