Waves
From plucking weeds to heroic deeds
She stands firm and tall
From no degree
To feeling free
She sees the patriarchy fall
But those who gaze too long
Into the belly of the beast
Forget where they belong
Afraid of what they released.
Waves climbing higher Quenching the fire
White feminists claimed it all But without unification, we all fall
Their struggle was real But lighter skin drowned in sin As they suppressed others to rebel Pushing them back into their shell
When the fire fades away
A new generation rises from the ashes of the fray
All sizes, no compromises
Intersectionality is making way
And they will stand with us today
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By Jeroen van Wijk