I had been thinking of the century we live in, with all these innovations, technologies we have, women are still treated as second class. Educating men has not been solving the issue if you read the rape, violence news, help cries of women from all around the world on social media platforms.
There have been too many things the society chose to ignore, it will be safe to say that they are still turning blind, deaf and mute…
It most of the time comes down to women empowering women. Why do you think? Because all of us had been touched without consent here and there, mansplained, ignored, belittled to keep the fragile men ego intact.
As a woman, I am proud to scream on top of my lungs: I AM NOT HERE TO PLEASE THE WORLD! Sisters, friends, daughters, mothers….Women! Unite!
Together, we will take down the man’s world!
Love,
Cathy
This book is filled with feminine rage, it is a slap in the face and will demand you to turn the other cheek so it can slap again. From domestic abuse to sexual abuse and harassment, society’s unfair demands from women and the soul shattering expectations of what-a-good-woman-should-achieve and double-sided standards against women. This book is fearless in its roaring, holding a mirror to every reader, showing them all their wrongs in the most poetic yet brutal way. Yes, i will challenge the status-quo till my last breath, so my kids and their kids and their grand kids do not have to fight as hard as we have done.
The opening poem that has given its tittle to the book is a very personal favorite, this poem showed me where exactly i wanted to stand, how i wanted to stand tall and give my all-in because it is a responsibility to the ones born before me and to the one born after me. The roaring strength of this book was my flight ticket to the Faces of a Goddess: Dark Feminine Rising by Kim Brake and Blooming Self by Shreya Gunda; it taught me what women can create when they come together, the magick of the sacred sisterhood. The Farmer is my way of giving back all the hate and resentment from my toxic parents, it is what you served and i know who failed this relationship now, the joke is on you-it only breaks my heart to know many people relate to this poem. Self-Love and Queendom are two favorites that have given me strength to carry on in my darkest times, to fight the same battles till i did not have to fight anymore. Forgiveness is the poem that taught me how to show myself grace, rather than judging and criticizing myself brutally. F is my daily motto still, a chant i whisper under my breathe when things get hectic and i have to think clear and remember who i truly am. Trademark is the poem for all my sisters, you are gorgeous inside and outside, remember your unique light and shine. Victim Blaming Culture is the most heart-wrenching poem in the book, it is a poem that screams the injustice towards women, demanding a change to rewrite the narrative. Do Not Even Get Me Started is the second poem that accompanies it, our generation needs to work so much to change this narrative and i can only hope that my art will create a difference; even a small ripple effect is big, every avalanche starts with a snowball after all.
I Am Not Here To Please The World
I had my ups and down,
Roller-coaster of life,
Do not judge,
We all take our turns,
Life rides us all.
I held my chin up always,
Never backed down from a challenge,
Lost a few fights, licked my wounds,
Came back stronger than before,
With slier tactics to win.
This world, it is not strong
To bring me down.
I refuse to be tied down,
Submerged into another dull pawn.
Until my last breath,
To my kids and to everyone
Who has the heart to listen,
I will say:
Burn those bridges down,
Do not be afraid to light up the dark!
This world will not bring us down!
We are not here to please the world!
We are not responsible for their fragile egos!
They should indeed be very afraid!
I AM NOT HERE TO PLEASE THE WORLD!
And The Oscar Goes To
Glamour me,
Make me dazzle,
Make me look pretty
And divine,
With a million dollar smile,
Kill the Goddess inside me.
Nobody cares what you think,
What you feel,
What you laugh at,
What makes you cry,
What makes you bawl your eyes out.
They all want this big, fake smile,
You practice in front of the mirror,
All day long.
Smile and deflect the questions,
Play stupid and win,
No one wants real answers.
They will cover you in gold,
Create a Goddess out of you,
Right after they kill
The Goddess in you.
Put on a lipstick,
Smile big and happy.
Put on a fur coat,
Warm the hollow of your soul.
Put on a black little dress,
Play your part, be a mute doll.
They’ll die to be near you,
Grabby hands for every part of you,
All your clothes, books,
Furniture, hair, undies, even nails….
Sell your soul,
Noone cares about it anymore.
Sweetheart, it’s your body,
They want, they lust,
They can’t get enough!!!!!
Fake a smile, carry on.
Die a little inside, carry on.
No one cares who you are, MOVE ON!
Intensely raw
An intense collection of deeply complex writings. Cathy does not hold back,. At times her words are razor sharp of pain, loss, rage…she writes her truth.
December 31, 2022