Imperious confrontation
negates fruitless contemplations.
Acceptance of frustrations,
far too many have evolved complacent.
Strength is not physical prowess,
rather it is the spirit resurrecting the prowl.
Standing in the face of aberration
the condemning of edification,
as tainted opinions
are leering down
upon you.
Yet you refuse to look at them,
for you are looking past them,
over them
and through them.
Visions seen through the reflection of your past
emblazing the very waters your soul drinks from,
as your purpose
becomes
visible.
As you recognize that "One Nation Indivisible"
does not mean that your thirst for unity
can be quenched by opportunities
to accept a sip of malice,
offered by callous
brothers who would not spit on you
if you were on fire.
And the fire that burns
from the core of your pain
ignites a fury in your brain.
Enraged, your soul exclaims
"You do not move me!"
You do not move me
with your animosity.
You do not move me
with your ignorance,
or your insufferable stupidity
or the disgusting words
you chose to describe me.
You do not move me
when you push me.
Know that
I do not just stand here before you,
I stand AGAINST you.
I do not just accept your hatred,
I thrive off of it,
I consume and ingest it,
molesting it with the truth
you can not steal from me.
You do not move me,
and you can not change me.
You can not silence me
and the silent things you are
thinking of me,
only serve to fill me
with power.
The power of unity
which you detest,
is the unity which we possess,
For this I will hold no regret.
The pressure that once pressed
against my temple
is now pressed against your hand,
as my temple
stands firm.
Though you only see
one woman standing defiantly,
there are legions of women
men and children behind me,
in support their spirits uplift me,
invoking thee
to sustain me.
So shove your idiocy,
your hypocrisy,
and absurdities against me,
and you will most assuredly see,
that
You do not move me.
For
I
have
already
moved on.
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