Tori Amos

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Your weapon of choice
a piano
that you loaded
and goaded,
ivory like battering rams
against those denying us
a voice.

A day will come
when the ones who write
you off
will look at the boys
you taught to change
into men who learned
to listen.

When more of us will
finally know that
it was a girl all along
back in Betlehem.