At the center of Washington, DC, is a battle. And at the core of this nation is war. Not for political parties or for financial gain. But for the very heart of this people. The very fabric of our existence.
A week ago hundreds of thousands of women, and their supporting male characters, descended on the National Mall. Most, including girls too young to understand, wearing knit hats euphemizing a term that pornographers use to entice and enslave young men in sexual addiction. Speakers raged and pounded on the podium about how society has kept women down - yelling that the only thing that will free women is to reject the very thing that makes women unique. That sets women apart. That gives the world need for women. Screaming in the face of anyone, especially a woman, who would stay the hand of a woman from destroying her womanhood. And the world watches. Gathering in their collective throats an outcry of pent up rage that anyone would dare to keep a woman down. Would dare to stop her from rejecting herself.
Today on the National Mall, hundreds of thousands of woman gather. Quietly embracing each other. Many in tears from the lives they were not able to nurture. Others singing songs of joy at those they have. Men stand among them, pondering their own choices. Those that turned in and said be woman, and I will walk with you. Those that turned away or even forced a woman to cut apart her nature. Shamed, repentant, and hopeful. The cry and laughter of children as they look up into the faces of those who saw their value and chose to give of themselves. Humble stories of perseverance. Of sacrifice. Of joy. Carry across the gathered crowd. They gather and walk the road together toward the highest symbol of justice in the land. All raising up in a single voice an unbounded happiness that women are unique. That the world needs them for that very reason. And the world doesn't watch. But gathering once again in their collective throats an outcry of pent up rage that anyone would dare to keep a woman down in this way. Would dare to stop her from rejecting herself.
Look. See. Hear. Choose.
Who will you march with?
C.F. Brake is a young attorney working to change the culture for the sake of our young men and women. Follow the blog on Twitter (@cf_brake) or e-mail C.F. Brake at cfbrakeblog@gmail.com.
A week ago hundreds of thousands of women, and their supporting male characters, descended on the National Mall. Most, including girls too young to understand, wearing knit hats euphemizing a term that pornographers use to entice and enslave young men in sexual addiction. Speakers raged and pounded on the podium about how society has kept women down - yelling that the only thing that will free women is to reject the very thing that makes women unique. That sets women apart. That gives the world need for women. Screaming in the face of anyone, especially a woman, who would stay the hand of a woman from destroying her womanhood. And the world watches. Gathering in their collective throats an outcry of pent up rage that anyone would dare to keep a woman down. Would dare to stop her from rejecting herself.
Today on the National Mall, hundreds of thousands of woman gather. Quietly embracing each other. Many in tears from the lives they were not able to nurture. Others singing songs of joy at those they have. Men stand among them, pondering their own choices. Those that turned in and said be woman, and I will walk with you. Those that turned away or even forced a woman to cut apart her nature. Shamed, repentant, and hopeful. The cry and laughter of children as they look up into the faces of those who saw their value and chose to give of themselves. Humble stories of perseverance. Of sacrifice. Of joy. Carry across the gathered crowd. They gather and walk the road together toward the highest symbol of justice in the land. All raising up in a single voice an unbounded happiness that women are unique. That the world needs them for that very reason. And the world doesn't watch. But gathering once again in their collective throats an outcry of pent up rage that anyone would dare to keep a woman down in this way. Would dare to stop her from rejecting herself.
Look. See. Hear. Choose.
Who will you march with?
C.F. Brake is a young attorney working to change the culture for the sake of our young men and women. Follow the blog on Twitter (@cf_brake) or e-mail C.F. Brake at cfbrakeblog@gmail.com.
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