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We are the Healers


We are the Healers

Bent, burnt and bespoken

Believers

The Brave

Who refuse to be broken


We came from womb before womb

Emerged from the holy hearth

Onto this days Sacred Earth


For she who observes

Can have passion that burns

And act to create

A world where we don't obey

Men


No more will we reward meer mediocrity

With a grateful kiss

To be valued by smiles,

Dime-rated asses and high set tits.



We came from women

Worth more than ten cents

Gather, dear sisters

Restore the red tents

Gather

Maidens, Mothers, Crones

Let it be known

You can not erase women

Without erasing us all


Womb

Womben

Woman

Mother

Me


Humanity


Would fall.




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