by lily marsh godfrey
lily marsh godfrey writes poems about being a woman
the village was surrounded
we offered our services
as warriors to defend it
the old men laughed
the young men raged
the invaders invaded
the old men were killed
and the young men were killed
or driven away
the invaders offered us
our lives as slaves
but we offered them
instead as warriors
we were refused
and escaped nto the night
pursued by the invaders
and harassed by the young men
of our own tribe
who had survived
we traveled many days
and momths
and came to the river
and met other invaders
from the skies
who finished off the young men
and enslaved us
we are there still
waiting our chance
to offer our services
as warriors
to ourselves
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