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Stolen Voices – poem

There must come a time

When the silenced speak

Voices break free from locked boxes

Kept underneath a royal bed.

The Little Mermaid lullaby lied

Teaching girls to sell their voice

For a promised Prince and

Immortal soul. Funny –

It was always the voice

That made us eternal

Yet cracked hands of crones

Claw down our throats

Snatching out our tongues

Tying them into bloody knots

Stop. Just stop.

Step back and voice an attack

On power-hungry predators

Trolls under internet bridges

The ists and isms – countless!

There is no power for them

When we stand in our plenty

We are not the minority

We are the Global Majority.

Take your seat upon their thrones

Which were always meant for you.

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