The true dis aster
Is to lose our way
From the guiding starlight
That nourishes and gives birth
To our inner passion
Vibrancy and soul
When we are no longer allowed
To dance
Or feel joy
When the powers that be
Decree
We are a mistake
Who is the one with
Limited vision
Who makes the decision
To take out the axe
And separate us from inner fullness
Inner joy
Inner abundance?
Let us break these chains
Of binding patriarchal contempt
And distain
Let us no longer consent to this crippling
That keeps our true Self
Bound up in chains
Trapped inside a toxic prison
Of personal spiritual undoing
And profound self negation
