Suffrage march route headline 1913

Abigail Adams, in
ladylike tones

Implored them to give
her a break.

That was naught to
shake up their bones;

It fell on ears not
awake.

Harriet Tubman and
Sojourner Truth,

With nothing to gain
by petition,

Resorted to acts that
were then quite uncouth –

They actively sought abolition!

Florence Nightingale,
a world away,

Bloodied her skirts
in Crimean battle.

Clara Barton, on our
sad day,

Did the same, as we freed
human chattel.

Seneca Falls, now
more Abigail-formal,

Attempted to set
things in stone.

This was a start, by making
it choral;

But those gals were
still all alone.

That fact was proven
at Civil War’s end,

When Black men got
the first vote.

White ladies, their
fine garments could rend –

White men had sent
them a note!

With ankle-length
skirts still close to the floor,

A half-century more
did they struggle.

Just when they felt
they could take no more,

Did they the
Constitution juggle.

Smooth-sailing, they
thought, as up went the skirts;

They’d come a long
way, baby!

The voting thing’s
slow and issues in spurts –

Not now; tomorrow,
yes – maybe...

WWII’s auxiliaries,
here and there,

Showed something’s
better than nothing.

Rosie the Riveter

After Rosie the
Riveter and her snooded hair:

Just look, dear, the
house needs a dusting.

A little longer,
baby, quickly they found –

Now we can smoke with
the men!

But, that did not
make the body sound –

Wallowing in the same
pigpen.

ERA March

Civil Rights
happened; Viet Nam began;

The wheel began to
creak.

Gloria Steinem, Betty
Friedan

Gals were now a mystique!

No longer Ms. Nice
Guy – brassieres in the fire!

They had waited long
enough –

Out in the streets,
now, up with your ire –

Everyone get off your
duff!

Gloria Steinem Playboy bunny

Gloria did Playboy –

It was like saying
Nigger.

With opposition, it’s
okay to toy –

It just makes your
issue bigger.

Local elections and
governors, too –

The field was really
broadening.

Reps and solons were
thrown in the stew –

The wheel began
uncloddening.

Bella Abzug and
Shirley Chisholm

Said, Come on girls;
let’s go higher;

Constitutionally,
there’s no sexism;

It matters not one’s
attire!

Geraldine Ferraro
tried for Veep, and lost.

They played games of
sex and ethnicity.

Sam was on trial; we
all paid the cost

In the worldwide
publicity.

Now, up-steps
Hillary, all primed to go –

Barack who – how dare
he!

Him I will pillory;
this is my show –

He did – my word –
glory be!

They made a deal afterwards;

She would be next.

But, like some
chicken birds,

She was quartered,
drawn and hexed.

Thus twice denied,

Joined with other
causes human,

In the streets she
has cried:

Fool me once (like
George W. Bush,

The words may
scramble by brain),

Enjoy yourself –
that’s your last push –

Womens march Washington

But, you will never
fool me again!

Forged by time and
circumstance,

Be she virgin; be she
whore,

Now she proclaims at
every chance:

I am woman; hear me
roar!

Curtis W. Long

Curtis W. Long

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