Dear Misogynist

“We’re the same,”
You claim,
“No privilege in this game”
Humility is your middle name.
Yet you hold
That God has different ”roles”
For our souls—
Yours to lead,
Mine to follow.
I swallowed
Your hollow
Theory for a bit
Till I saw through your sh!t
And called you on it.
I quit
This charade
you have made
From the words that you bent
In that holy testament.
I’ll speak,
I’ll lead,
I’ll preach,
And I’ll breach,
All the rules you applaud,
All the things you outlawed
As you invoked God.
You’re a highly flawed fraud,
A whitewashed facade
full of dead men’s demise.
And though you’ll criticize,
Agonize,
Demonize,
Women will rise,
Prophesy,
And baptize,
Rejoicing as we dispel all your lies.

Acts 2:17 “ ‘In the last days, God says, I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your young men will see visions, your old men will dream dreams. Even on my servants, both men and women, I will pour out my Spirit in those days, and they will prophesy.”