over man

And I think the real Overman
Would be over man.
Maybe in that way
We could regain our humanity.
I’m lost by the whole idea of gender
Because I think your ideas
Have mutilated those
Who passively accepted.
I wish they knew that sometimes what has evolved
Is just what was passed down
There is no logic.
The memories we’ve inherited from previous generations
The scars we are trying to heal
With the ax we kept close
To our heart,
Thinking it would protect us
Need some justice,
Not just revenge.
That we halved ourselves
Just to prove that we are worthy
That we lead our whole lives
Dealing with our holes
Because we cannot accept
All of our parts.

10-16-2010

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