Take over, please, I beg you: Women

whom MAGA and self-styled alpha males

and bullet-batty bible-banging blowhards

deride and fear as nasty pushy broads.

Be crowned as Sovereigns: may You always reign

in radiant wrath, in Maia-grace, in Gaia-splendour,

may You henceforth have the run of this asylum

that used to be Mother Earth.

Queens, compel us males

to forfeit our bully-boy ambitions,

our avaricious drunken grabs at power,

allow us to lay the whole bloody kaboodle

beneath Your feet, O wonder-working Women.

I implore Your Magickal Majesties

to trample all our stale religious grudges,

and from the ground where You shall dance

in triumph, in ecstasy, in dauntless exultation,

let healing waters of Love and Peace spring forth.