Look what they've gone done to birth
Trying to strip it of everything it's worth
Scoffing at the power of Mother Earth
It wasn't broke, it didn't need to be fixed
What they've gone done to birth makes me sick
Hiding behind the disguise of just "wanting to help"
That's like loving a child with the sting of a belt
That's a woman's bewitching hour
Don't you know?
They fear our power
Looking like a clan hidden behind white masks and draped
Putting on latex
Breathing at his patient mounted for rape
See they're hunters
They go after their prey
Never in a circle kneeling into the position to pray
Saying Shut up
All you live for is to reproduce
I wanna go play golf- this one we'll induce
Hurt? Give her drugs
Oh we don't want her to know she's strong
And if anything bad happens at all?
Tell her SHE did something wrong
Heh, we'll just cut her open
WE KNOW IT'S SO MUCH FASTER
So you question why I call them evil old bastads?
All our days they've labeled us birthing slaves
Telling us our sole worth is only to give birth
And now we don't even know how it works!
Treating us like cattle
Turning MY uterus into a Governmental Battle!
Oh we own all this
You can have that little bit
But if anything inside grows- WE want to own
WE want to control it
That wanna own LIFE
OUR HUMANITY is a sacrifice
Giving birth is as NATURAL as it gets
All you have to go is go back to the old testament
When Abraham's granddaughters were giving birth in the red tent
Women with women praying to the Queen of Heaven
Never a woman alone among bad gods being gnawed at like a bone
I know you're afraid
Because the days of the red tent hath fade
And they've convinced you to be sure
That pregnancy is a disease and they are the cure
Their power is fear
Their objective to teach us or to TRAIN us to HATE IT down here
GIVING BIRTH IS NOT A RACE
There is no first or second place!
It is an emergence to be embraced
It is when your soul and your spirit come face to face
We are perfect every way and in every form
It is in the heart and the womb that a child is born
AND IT IS NOT OKAY EVERY DAY
TO CUT A WOMAN OPEN
TAKE HER BABY OUT
KEEP FROM HER
SAY TO HER
OH DON'T WORRY HONEY
THAT'S WHAT NORMAL BIRTH IS ALL ABOUT
Women from Brazil
To the Nation's Capital Hill have been lied to
Have been tricked
VAGINAL BIRTH IS BROKEN!
The C-Section! It's the fix!
Sisters who run marathons and have climbed the highest
Have been brainwashed into believing they are fragile, they
Oh we can't do it without drugs! They cry
To do so may cause pain, so why even try?
IT IS UP TO YOU
IT IS UP TO ME
TO SET THE TRUTH OF CHILDBIRTH FREE
It can no longer be held captive or quiet
It is time to insight a Birth Rights Riot.
By Earth C. Lande
you can view the poem on youtube as well