When I was a little one I was told the story of my great-great-great grandmother and the pea
my auntie told me that one day the master told her to go pick the peas for supper
she obliged
she picked them and then she sat down and she ate them
when the master said where are the peas she said
"I grew them, I mind as well eat them"
he beat her so bad she threw up
today I eat her peas lake a baby bird I will eat your regurgitated nourishment
my ancestor I am full
And I will regurgitate it into my daughters belly were it will go into her heart
I will eat that pea and regurgitate the violence, the hate, the degradation
THE MISOGYNISTIC BULLSHIT
and with this thick vomit I nourish the seeds of revolution for our wombs are like mountains that watch over the earth and its residents
protecting all from evil
inside us we bear gold, and riches
and shield these treasures from the destroyers, the thieves and those that wish to mold it into how they see fit
to my Daughter my perfect diamond
no man will take your shine
I will take that man's beating I will take your beating
But you cannot silence my voice
For with every heave, every gurgle I must also inhale air
I inhale life
I inhale meaning
you cannot take my meaning
for my womb is like a mountain
forever living on
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