International Women’s Day: rise up, never give up, we stand on our fore-mothers’ shoulders…

V-Day and W-Day meet in my mind

we sing one song, a hymn to a future without violence to girls and women

a joyful tune of tomorrow

our species walks in wisdom, dances with wolves, runs with the cheetah

we are ready now for all men to lay down their arms and be for us

making love the norm

we stand on our fore-mothers’ shoulders, we owe them this at least, to rise up, never give up

when we do this, the crack in the cosmic egg happens and a new world is born

Pictured below: my mother, Florence Boyd-Graham, 1913-2009


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