Fuck Their Comfort

Fuck Their Comfort

know your place

aggressive woman

hush with that reckoning

seeing behind the curtain

shadowed truth arises

disrupting the fairy tale

so the babies

will not know this pain

those most comfortable

constrain freedom

overtly or insidiously 

administering death by papercuts

liberation is unfamiliar

stretching muscles beyond recognition

the whisper in my ear

fuck their comfort

i get to exist

in my truth and integrity

with the kindness of generations

radiating from my heart

recognizing the spirit

unrelenting fuel

the effort spans before and after

until everyone is free