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A Poem by Kathy Link
My Womanifesto/Manifesto: http://www.ingalagringa.com/womanifestos/kathy.html
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Somebody's lying...
Somebody's lying...

Embedded Gold...

Did the all allusive They steal myself away from me?
When They told me that I was not ok and the Truth became a lie?
When I believed that I was less than who I am?
When I believed that I was less than worthy in my own glory?

When I believed that I needed a Man or a Woman or a Child or a Dogma or a Guru, or Reassurance or a Car or a Boat or a House or a Compliment to make myself complete?

When I believed that I was not enough?
When I believed in the words of another instead of the song of my soul?

I let Them steal it right from under me - the Truth of I Am
And once it was gone I gave myself away

To the highest bidder
To the lowest bidder
To my Guides and my Teachers, on any and every plane known and unknown, forgotten and unforgotten, real and imagined, and all that passes between

I became a feeder of the lie
Not a seeker anymore

To the Son or the Sun
To the Goddess or the Moon
To my husband
To my wife
To my lover
To my sister
To my brother

Steal the Truth right from under me They did
I'll be ripping that one back from Their very arms
Thank you very much
That's quite enough of that now

Because you see,
I gave myself away
To alcohol
To drugs
To sex
To religion
To patriotism
To separation

To the Gods of Immediate Gratification to my Demanding Supplications
To the ranting and raving of a Mother Culture gone mad

I gave myself away
To Coca-Cola, sugar and Levi jeans
To Explorers and four-by-fours
To a split level house and 2.3 kids
To the Image of What Could be if I Were Enough

Because the Truth was stolen
I gave away my intuition
I gave away my strength
I gave away my power

I gave away my responsibility for my own existence
(I mean, if you're going to give yourself away, you'd especially better give away THAT.... isn't that like the point of it all in first place anyway?)

My fathers and grandfathers gave themselves away for Sex
My mothers and grandmothers gave themselves away for Security

All because the Truth was stolen
And replaced with a lie

They lied
We lie

The Truth is
I have enough
I am enough

It is within
Right here
Right now

Embedded Gold
Embedded Gold
Embedded Gold


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