I Am, a poem by Lisa Hartsgrove at Spillwords.com
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I Am

I Am

written by: Lisa Hartsgrove


I am daughter, born out of love and betrayal,
a mix that could have been fatal
but instead it enabled
my life to be.
Me: her, she.

I am woman, born into the sisterhood of humanity.
I still have my individuality
but I share the brutality
of this existence.
I am persistence.

I am bisexual, a lover of souls.
I don’t care for arbitrary gender roles.

I am artist, I make the intangible tangible.
I pull floaty ideas into something more understandable.
I never have an expectation,
just sit down and have a conversation
with my imagination
until the art emerges.
My muse urges.

Sisterhood, speak up. Our words are our weapons.
We’ve been fighting too long against gender misconceptions.
There are lessons
from our oppressions.
I understand our aggressions
but we must be the exceptions.
An eye for an eye makes the world blind.
So we fight with our hive mind.

I am daughter, I am woman, I am lover, I am maker.
I don’t let the Earth shake me—I am Earth shaker.

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