Brute

The man is rhino
mere stench of him
inspires fear
clears the room

We cower, quietly
captivated little mice
terrified he’ll call us out
bullied into submission

But this status quo
bears no permanence
time and circumstance
will topple the power

And once writhing
on his backside, who
will venture to help, and
who will leave him be?

(Original was written in 2020. Seems it still applies. Image my own)

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VJ

Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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  4. I cringe every time I see an image of him which unfortunately is often. And I’m in South Africa. Hoping the poison doesn’t spill over – it doesn’t take much with the patriarchy still very much in power all over the world. This is what organised religion has left us with.

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