Witches
Fleassy Malay
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In the past
They burned us
Because they thought that we were witches
Because we knew what to do with herbs outside of the kitchen
Because we knew how to dance
How to seduce
How to prey
Because we move with the cycles of the moon
In the past they burned us alive
because they knew that we were witches.
So now we cast spells with our mouths
Pieces of our heart spill out.
It is incredible;
the power of a woman who is not afraid to say no.
No we will not sit any longer while you
ponder on our rights to give or not give life
On our rights to make another woman our wife
On our rights to get paid an equal wage
To be safe
To have a voice in places where we might actually make a change.
It is incredible
The amount of ways they have slayed just to keep us
If they could have they probably would have burned us all,
But they couldn't with fire so they did it with words.
Laid down laws to determine the amount of our worth:
They kept us in contacts,
And separated our circles,
Erased us from pages,
And made labor saving devices our saviours.
It is incredible,
How quickly knowledge can fade.
How much effort they have invested just to lead us astray,
But we will not come quietly,
Well.
That's another thing they've tried to take away
Our rights to exclaim our orgasm ecstatically.
No,
We will not come quietly.
We will open our mouths
Let our spells spill out
And cast poetic prayers into the night,
So that every woman can hear the sound of her sisters delight
Reminding her that her voice deserves to be heard
Let her jaw drop,
Let her shame stop.
Let her body scream under the self pleasure of
what it means to be a woman who can speak freely
You see words carry meaning
And they have fooled us for so long into believing that
No means yes.
So much so that I'm almost impressed, except
Well.
I finally discovered that they were right.
So I've claimed back that no as mine
Because every no I throw against their forces
is another yes I retain for my own self worth.
It is a spell I cast for my own protection.
It is incredible the power of a woman who is not afraid to say no
Because this old witch...
I'm done with broomsticks and 'know your place'.
This witch knows that some knowledge just won't fade.
That every woman is my sister,
And through the hubble and the bubble,
and the toil and the trouble,
We go stronger when we cast our spells together.
That we enter the fire.
And how we rise from the ashes,
And we are holding our candles and lighting our matches,
So that the night becomes brighter,
And our voices can grow.
Because we have remembered that we are witches,
And we have learned to say,
No.