Going are the Male Days

and Night Times of Warring.
Trampling stomping arms swinging

hatreds unending are dissolving.
Only the bones of the Male Heart

are left and are now exposed to the light,

and gnawed on my Fearful Boys.

waiting watching Female Rising.
This is the Now Change Moment.
Nothing kills the Female Heart.
No cutting words, thrown bullets,

or force and betrayal,

kills the Female Heart.

Be glad now Girls and Women,

With Soaring Hearts Forgiving,

Kindness Towards Males.
Understanding Men and Boys.

Stand up, walking, running to be heard, followed and honored.

Female Rising sharing embraces

with Males Riding the Changes of Leading,

with Female Rising Love.

©️2008 Much Love, Deb Poems

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