“You are not small and weak!” Shouted Miriam Webb
at the demonstration. “Stop identifying with a victim mentality.
You’re here. That’s something worth celebrating! It means,
against all odds and obstacles, you made it.
This world is hard, cold and grinding.
Everything designed to beat you down into
submissive passivity,
make you conform and be like everyone else.
Dress like them, think like them, act like them.
They want to make you forget who you are
and what you’re made of.
That you are unique.
You are starstuff.
You are Earth and Sky,
with blood of the Titans in your veins.
You are not their fucking puppet.
Be mighty and live deliciously!”
As she stepped down from the podium
the Antifa rabble
– all in black hoodies and shiny boots –
booed her and called her names
and began chanting sinisterly at her
as if some nameless thing
was pulling their invisible strings.
