Curves and Lines
40 years after Roe v Wade
I still need to pass through
a metal detector
have my bag searched
and show ID twice
just to see a Doctor
and pick up some pills.
The lines were drawn
before I was born
the lines were drawn
before all Mothers were born
the lines were drawn
with Lillith and Eve
and all the Adams then and since
are still
afraid
of women.
See Women created Life
so Men created God
in their own divine image
as an ally
to protect themselves
from us.
So today
a young girl
in a pink “volunteer” apron
shifts from foot to foot
outside the high security clinic
because a young boy
on the corner
is passing out pamphlets.
I’d lived three lives
and seen four countries
before this pup popped
from his momma’s choice
yet he still presumes
so much authority
over me.
So I cross the line
to see a doctor
I cross the line
just to be seen
I cross the line
to be treated
for one american hour
as a person
qualified
to make up her own mind.
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HEY! This poem was also published on the S/tick blog on 7/22/15! Hooray!