Hold still
it won’t hurt
and if it does
then it’s your fault anyway
you’re lucky to be getting anything
if it were up to me, I would leave you where they found you
hunched in a mess of splayed arms and legs, barely moving
you must have asked for it somehow
they all do
…
Hold still
it will hurt
because for ages women have sought
to repair their broken parts, find a way to piece together
those patches of their souls
only to be berated and shamed
hobbled, judged, vilified
burnt a second time with stronger brand
what is it within humanity, wants to further damage?
the survivor
…
hold on
it shouldn’t hurt
we are creatures of the fall, we are not fallen, we are good
women ride alongside men in equal canter
when one of us is hurt, it hurts us all
love heals the torn soul
in a world that does not exist, I would claim a dream
no violence, no rape, no distortion of events
but that world is far from here
…
hold on
some of us stand next to you, helping
as you feel you cannot go on
you can
as you feel you are going to give up
you won’t
you are a woman of us all
you share our strength
we form a circle together and hold hands
there is no damnation if you refuse permission to damn
there is only the power of sisterhood
hold on to your tribe
the only shame is when we don’t stand
together
Whisper and the Roar 
sharp observations and advice to remember. i like the form of the poem
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Thank you so much for reading and commenting I appreciate you and that you liked this poem thank you!
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Reblogged this on TheFeatheredSleep and commented:
Latest piece on Whisper & the Roar
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A beautiful plea for female unity!
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Thank you dearest Orville I really appreciate you saying so
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Ah there is such power in the tribe!!
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Definitely glad to be part of this one – thank you dear Aurora
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It is a powerful group
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I’m actually really humbled to be part of it – I think you guys rock so hard
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We are honored to have you join us!
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If that other world, the one far from here, is to be birthed, it will be from many wombs united.
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A lovely and possibly disquieting thought but the beginning of a new time
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
At The Whisper And The Roar, Candice Louis Daquin sings of sisterhood.
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🙂 (thank you always and even after that for your enduring support of us and once more I suggest you join the fray by writing poetry as I absolutely KNOW you can)
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🙂
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An powerful, empowering poem, Candice. This line struck me especially:
there is no damnation if you refuse permission to damn.
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Ah yes – I think we can BOTH relate to that one can’t we? xo
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I’m always in awe of you, Candice. xoxox
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