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The feminist in me,

can’t relate to the woman in you.

But I think it’s due to my lack of understanding,

I thought your road towards empowerment was for upliftment

Not knowing that the price you’d pay would be my opinion.

Somewhere between hello and goodbye,

I disagreed with you and you saw me as enemy

I don’t know if it was when I said a man can love and be faithful,

that not every father is absent by choice

Or maybe it was when I spewed that I believe in gender equality but setting your salary was beyond me

Because like you I’m still applying for jobs and getting turned down for no experience

If I had no dick, would my truths get preference?

But I digress,

I’m getting attuned to the feminist in me not relating to the woman in you.

So I never know what to say other than sorry for their actions,

and I forgive you for your mindset.

It’s sad that anything contradictory is seen as an attack on your womanhood

and now we use tragedies as ammunition when the sexes battle.

You’re slowly drifting from who you said you’d be and I’m running out of ways to be more than a mere obstacle to you.

Jade Novelist ©️ 2018

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The fourth addition to the BLVCK series, titled BLVCK Voices,

A collaboration with 14 African writers, who demand for their voices to be heard in the mist of all the silence.

So kindly lend an ear and Listen to the Voices.

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A pillar of strength who holds you up when your walls of courage break down

Your protector when your shield of pride crumbles,

she will be the one to catch you after a fall

and like a rock hold you down until you are ready to get back up.

A container for all your bitterness,

and even though sometimes containers leak,

still she stands

Ready to face another day,

heal another wound

and cast out another demon that plagues the ones she cares for.

A vessel for blessings,

housing her own insecurities,

learning her own meaning of beauty.

She can be too much when all she wants is to be just enough

and she can break hearts,

and she can mend hearts

because she is who she needs to be.

An underrated individual,

more than a care giver,

going beyond birthing and nurturing

She is in charge of her own mindset,

her body and choices

And she is you…