One of the protest poems I shared at today's open mic

 

 

He Shall Separate The MENS From The WOMENS

here, only GIRLS hands shall rub together

twist faucet OFF

rip paper towel from holder

in bathroom mirrored to be one dimensional

stocked with the obviously definable

teeter-tottering between IDs leveled

and lo, it shall come to pass

the creeks shall flow clear

the fish shall shimmer

the animals shall skip

the meadows shall flower

and the loyal shall inherit Everything