How many mothers and children have to die by the hands of evil, bloodthirsty men drunk on power and domination before we say: ENOUGH?
We speak her name because silence is how evil wins. Renee Nicole Good — mother, poet, neighbour, daughter — killed for caring, for protecting life in a world that punishes goodness.
This poem is not art for art’s sake, it is a refusal to let Renee’s light go out.
They want us afraid, isolated, exhausted, confused.
They want us fighting each other while fascism knocks down our doors.
They want us numb enough to accept state violence, genocide and domination as normal.
We won’t give them that.
What they fear most is not our rage — it’s our remembering.
That women and men were never meant to be at war. That the feminine opens the portal and the masculine holds the line.
That when the matriarchs wake the patriarchy shakes.
When the matriarchs rise, our sacred men will rise.
That love, organised and embodied, ends empires.
This is a call back to protection, devotion and collective courage.
To choosing care over chaos.
Connection over fear.
Life over death.
We speak her name and we do not flinch.
We refuse to be scared out of loving each other or abandoning another mother.
Let the matriarchs rise.
Let the sacred masculine remember.
Let us bring this long terrifying dark night of the soul to an end — together.
🕯️ Say her name. Share this. Keep her heart flame lit.
All my love & healing hugs as we mourn so much ❤️🩹 Saoirse x
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