From the Ashes of Roe, We Rise

We used to be respected.

At least, thats the way it seemed.

At least you pretended

Pretended that we had autonomy over our lives; over our bodies

You pretended to so graciously give us what was always ours for the taking,

Our birthright.

You gave us hope

For a short while

Your ploy to lure us in,

To Keep us close

To Keep us locked in

You. Lied.

We are not safe here.

We are not respected here.

You dangled our freedoms in front of us

As if you were going to let us reach out

and take them.

But it was a lie.

You decided that it was safe

For you to snatch our dreams right out

from under our noses.

You decided to strip us of any hope

of surviving and thriving

in a workd where yuo've placed yourself on top.

The world in which you dominate

The world in which you know you are powerless

if we even have a sliver of the freedoms allowed you

You know it. the knowledge of it scares you.

You're terrified of our strength, our power and our magic.

So you cower in the safety of the unjust world you've created.

You take your control over us,

because without it,

You are worthless.

You are lacking.

YOU. ARE. NOTHING.

And you'll be even less

when we come back into our Queendom

and destroy you.

you think that you've tighten the bondages on us

But you've only angered us.

We've been wronged.

So we will show no mercy.

You've been warned.