She was hungry
She was thirsty

Because she worked
So damn hard

Worked to eliminate
Process
All our toxic
Missteps and misdeeds
Clean up our messes
Create our food
And make sense of
Senseless

Never getting a break
Because breaks were
Based upon
What we thought 
She needed
Not being in her role
We had no idea

Because she was
Starved
Of love
Never able to drink
Life
She didn't even know

You can't speak up
If you don't know
What to say to

IF 
You've been told it's
Not worthy
Why bother

And it's hard to feel
What maybe was but
Maybe was never
Really
Felt
To begin with

Because she was fed
Substances
Masquerading
As food
That really
Weren't
She starved even more

Because she was
Treated with
Chemicals
All wrong
She got sicker

We all were
And we all are

We're all divine
Warriors
She Ra
Ass kickers
Starving and
Thirsty

Great Mother
Is suffering
The ultimate
Divine Feminine
Is starving and thirsty

We're all doing it
We don't know how to stop
And sometime soon
She's going to
Find
Enough is Enough

Divine masculines
Sent to learn
Charged with helping
Right wrongs
Restore balance

Some
Men with plenty of feminine
And filling that role
Some women with plenty of masculine
Learning both
Some an attempt at an equal blend

We're all learning the
Imbalance
Now how do we fix it?

If like my husband
You Learned just how
Massively hard it really is
Did you do anything about it?
Or did it become your feminine's
Additional burden?

Intentional or not
If wrongs were not righted
If balance remains to be restored
Your job is not done

Momma has had enough
And soon enough
Everyone will know
For certain
Exactly what that means

Give momma
What she needs

  ~ Treasa Cailleach