Oh the Goddess... she did not come to please

There she was as an innocent on the beach,
modest as the time of day on a sandy dock
with a poodle skirt and her bobbie socks...
to an evening gown singing happy birthday
with a dia-mind crown. So renowned.

Whore of babble-on, jealous wife who
sought to right the blackest of knight.
Why even waste your breath, on a faunteleroy
with a phantom vest... a poor joke at best.

Some came for crazy dreams, some came for vengeance
from a past so broken as an infinite jest... but I digress.

Born in a world so foreign from sane, like a rusted whale
on a weather-vane... turning with winds from a vacant eye
and wondering, can this really be real, and why?

The menfolk are gathering their forks regardless of their belief
in storks, and cabbages, and kings... they feel reviled by the
fat lady who sings. Sweet Jesus, I'm feeling the sway
of the many men who forgot how to pray in an awkward
but confident way. If they don't have guns they cannot play.
(She just shakes her head in dismay)

The pleasing and cowardly try is a tired old biddy to forces
inside, there's no asking and pleading and sighs,
a force to be reckoned with is waiting, wanting, and standing
at the door. Will you let her inside? She is just another face
that your trying to hide. A sinewy snake but a call to the wise.
We will not stand for this abuse anymore. Not for our children
or their futures in store. Mothers arise, it's what you came here for!

Those most condemned are often the most trustworthy, when
there is nothing left to hide. A goddess holds webs as an art form
as time drifts on by. It's the rightenous holding a black book who
will be uncomfortably shy. The Goddess in compassion will
understandably know why. She is empathic, but not so shy.

So please if you will whatever you believe, see the undoing of your
personal greed and know in your fullest of heart... a mother's love
was the greatest sacrifice of your own little heart.

She will not please or go down on her knees, so you better get over
it and change your mind. The goddess is waiting for the reign of
man-kind. Isn't it time?