The Birth of A Goddess

I came into this world screaming

My purplish-grey face contorted with rage

Appalled by the cold blue hands that gripped me

Forcing my body from that sacred pink space

How dare they expel me from my sanctity

Just to present me on this blinding white stage

I kicked and punched my protest flush against the distant shhhhhhhush

But they would not silence these raised melodies

They would bare witness to the song of my wrath

Seething beneath streaks of red I was an inferno

Did they not know that I was expansive, eternal and ethereal?

Did they not know that I was a goddess taken flesh?

Did they not know, that I was woman internal?

Through the black shadows of my simmering rage

Warm deep mahogany hands reached for me

Pressing my firey body firmly and gently against the hallows of a chest

And as I lay there, still

My own quietness creeping in

I acknowledged the presence of another

I was not alone on this blinding white stage

She was expansive, eternal and ethereal

She was a Goddess taken flesh

She was woman internal

And in this new white world full of suckling men

I would be her greatest sin

-Daverine