I never meant to be a feminist warrior goddess.

But here it is, maybe feminist warrior goddesses are just
Girls, all of them, all of us.

You think you are strong because you don't see girls carrying torches and showing our faces we just look at you, idiots.

We,
Think silently, stop.
And we say softly, stop that now, please.

And we frown at our screens and the white men that cover them
With loud voices, and power they told themselves and us and everyone that they had.

And they said "be afraid" and we were and they shouted
BE AFRAID and we were.

We watch them with their fire and their loud voices demanding
Some sort of payment in fear and wrenching guts for the fear they have of maybe someday not being as relevant as they feel when they are all
Waving their hands and shouting their words demanding the fear of everyone else.

God Help Us All if the big white men aren't always in charge.
(I am sorry big white men with soft voices, but this is who represents you. Pay attention.)

Maybe now we aren't as willing to speak as softly when we say
You aren't that special. You don't scare us, and there are more of us than you and don't underestimate us just because we have always spoken so quietly.

Power isn't bravado.

You scream and shout and demand and sob for us to be afraid.

We whisper truth, and you shrivel up and scurry back into the dark places with your weak hearts and minds.

God Help You All if we decide to use our voices above a whisper.