They Say, I Am You

I am you, they say

Yet they treat me differently. 

You stand upon an altar, 

While I am confined to a dock. 

Made from the same soil as you are, 

Yet they pray you, and I am preyed upon. 

You make your enemies bleed, 

Yet when I bleed, I'm made to be the enemy. 

You watch fondly as they dance and sing to please you, 

They watch lustfully as I am made to sing and dance for them. 

I am you, they say, so they treat me like you, 

They make us kiss the earth when they are done with us. 

I am you, I say, 

When I rise like you, 

Time and again, 

Fulfilling our ways. 

I am you Durga, I am often told. 

They've seen my beauty, 

They've abused my love, 

Yet they don't see You in me. 

Perhaps it's my wrath they are waiting for.