we have come to walk this gorgeous earth
as change makers who know their role
so things can be so, so different
than they were before.
so that freedom may ring upon the land
strife and starvation a distant memory
I am a woman, the voice of our generation
I am the daughter of change makers,
Because my mother was a change maker,
no one hit my bum.
Because she was a change maker,
my father never hit me.
Neither did the teachers,
or the church men, or the nuns.
Because your mother was a change maker,
I wasn’t raped by your brother after school.
or “caught someplace I shouldn’t be” by your father
and “punished” in ways that were too cruel.
Because our mothers were change makers
We didn’t grow up in fear, starvation or leering looks
We grew up with the freedom to read books
Because your mother was a change maker.
You got to go to school.
and choose your own major in college,
Because of a generation of change makers
You got to see the glass ceiling,
and wonder why it’s there,
instead of sitting at home raising babies,
while your husband does his secretary after work
making excuses like “fair is fair”
Because our grand mothers were change makers,
your mother felt she had the right to ask for change.
Because our mothers were change makers
we feel we deserve the freedoms in which we were raised.
yet despite this legacy of change,
and how free we were raised to be
many were not as lucky as me,
They suffered greatly from the old ways.
and many still quake within their mental walls,
struggling to find the strength to to be whole
So there is still work to do,
to raise a free woMAN in this land
The time for change is always now,
so raise your voice and speak out loud
the valiant thoughts you’ve always held
find your voice,
make your choice,
and stand in your power now.
together we are claiming greater strength
together we stand, here, hand in hand,
as the change makers our babes need
things will change more
than ever before.
My only question to you change maker
which changes are you ready to stand up for?
