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Resistance Poetry by Jennifer Lagier

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Resistance Poetry


by Jennifer Lagier


In the Shadow of That Wall

“I will build a great wall — and nobody builds walls better than me, believe me –and I’ll build them very inexpensively. I will build a great, great wall on our southern border, and I will make Mexico pay for that wall. Mark my words.” – Donald J. Trump

Orange Airbag-in-Chief is obsessed with enclosures.

Vows to build a great wall, one that rivals

the immense stone structure bisecting China.

Best of all, Mexico will pay all costs,

an announcement that causes white supremacists

and xenophobes to crow their approval.

I crave a tall barrier to protect

my sensibilities and body

from greedy, sadistic misogynists

currently running our country

into the ground for personal gain,

unfettered dominance, unholy profits.

It’s up to women

to topple this evil regime.

Take back democracy.

Re-establish rule of law.

We’ve had a lifetime of experience

cleaning up destructive men’s messes.


Tiny Agonies 

Camille sips hot coffee,

scrolls through Internet headlines:

Porn Star Says Trump Bad in Bed;

Nuclear War, Extreme Weather

Top List of 2018 Threats;

Marathon Running Mom, 10-Year-Old

Boy Latest Flu Victims;

China space station packed with

‘CANCEROUS chemicals’

to crash into Earth ‘within MONTHS’.

She is fed up starting every morning

with elevated blood pressure, wanting

to vaporize Washington DC,

exterminate White House residents,

migrate to a remote forest

or desert island

to escape rampant stupidity.

There aren’t enough bong hits

to erase oppressive, offensive reality.

Instead, she drags out magic marker,

a huge sheet of poster board,

creates a protest sign

with scathing message, pointed graphics.

She’ll share her anger and energy

with vibrant, vocal, voting females.

at the local Women’s March,

Together, they will oust inept,

sexist clowns currently in power,

bring back intelligent, humane behavior,

take over all levels of government,

make the world sane.


Hang ‘Em High

“When people show you who they are, believe them.” – Maya Angelou 

Conservative white male outrage

boils over at the thought of females

in control of their own minds,

bodies, potential.

An Atlantic columnist opines

that those who have abortions

are murderers, should be executed

by public hanging.

Misogyny burgeons

in a country that places

sexual predators

at the helm as its leaders.

Sisters gather, organize,

vow “No more!”

elect female representatives

in record numbers.


Many of us have carried picket signs,

marched and chanted for over five decades,

grow weary repeatedly fighting the same battles.

Clueless, self-entitled men want to control our bodies,

dictate dress and behavior,

discount feelings, beliefs,

scoff at aspirations and plans.

President Pussy Grabber

is just another authoritarian,

narcissistic sexual predator.

His tiny hands, swollen ego

abuse our intelligence,

dismantle civil society,

unravel the rule of law

as he rapes Mother Earth.

Each morning I wake up seething,

find one more way to rebel,

recruit equally disenchanted sisters

to short circuit crushing regulations,

harness every iota of muscle to break

misogyny’s arrogant, soulless machine.


Women’s March 2018

“No more pandering, No more feeling guilty about hurting someone’s feelings when something doesn’t feel right for me. I have made a promise to myself to be responsible to my self, that in order to trust my instincts I must first respect them.” – Scarlett Johansson


I join thousands of women

who work beneath glass ceilings,

behind a pink curtain,

under atrocious conditions

We honor those who toil at cash registers,

labor in fields, hotels, restaurants,

harried and nameless in gray corporations,

underpaid, undervalued and overwhelmed.

Today we demonstrate unity,

flex political muscle, power in numbers.

Our signs express humor,

frustration, simmering anger.

Time’s up on unwanted second-class status.

We’re fed up, pissed off, out of patience,

unwilling to accept less than our due.

No more lies, harassment, gross disrespect.
























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