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February 6, 2018

 I vote in trousers

                              with my mother's surname 

                                                              - still you touch me

I designed my own home

                               and own the ground on which it stands

                                                             - yet still you touch me

I choose to bear sons

                               my daughters also

                                                            - but still you touch me     

I went to school

                             grades as high as the steeple

                                                             - although you still touch me

I am your doctor and your lawyer

                             your teacher, accountant, leutenant and crew

                                                             - and still you touch me

I fell with Emily

                            and stand hungry at no man's door

                                                              - however still, you touch me

When will you listen

                          to the hoofbeats from a century gone?

                                                              - calling: no, no, no... not #metoo

When will we, touch you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

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