street roots
13
March 18, 2011
the anti barbie doll anthem/
real woman’s warrior song
by Julie McCurdy •
We are Women Bent on becoming
Become....
With us
We are “Shero’s" unspent and unsung
Our lives have become ...Our lyrics
Whispered into the winds, and
Sung in lullabies into the next generations
First breaths
Stand and sing with us
our bodies house the sacred
They h o u se...... ourselves
We are
The remembered responsibility
Of that
We are Strength and solidarity in action
And we are
Redress
waiting to happen
We are the pattern breakers
Sent out from generations past
We are the reclaimers of our own definitions, sanity ¿and success
We are The laughter behind the tears,...And the tears behind the laughter
We are the hidden smile you didn’t expect
And we are waiting,
.
To sing you home .
to us
To whisper
your story into the wind
so that it never gets
Forgotten....
Yes we are
waiting
to-enfold you
and to feel you
enfold-
USi„ . .. --.x
George In January
By Karen Guthrie
Scarlet hat on his head,
scarred heart on his sleeve.
He stands.
Blood-like splash of a hat
streaks dawn’s early light.
He stands.
Numb white fingers wear pockets,
blue lips slash his face.
He stands
Red, white and blue veteran
of my father’s war.
He stands.
Working poor, Working forgotten,
braving the bread line.
He stands.
Icicle tears on his face,
kindness brings the thaw.
He smiles.