You gotta lot of nerve
The audacity is appalling
You think you hold power over me?
Didn't mommy ever tell you
If you can't think of anything nice to say
Then SHUT THE FUCK UP LITTLE BOY!
Your masculinity must be fragile
If the thought of equality makes you uncomfortable
You uncomfortable?
Good! Welcome to the club
Karma is a bitch
You see, from the time we were very small
Mom said you could have it all.
"Go outside and play"
That same woman turned to her daughter
"This is how you use pepper spray"
Don't stay out after dark
Or you're body will be found dead in the park
If a man forces his dick in your mouth
BITE IT OFF
Kick him where it hurts
AND RUN"
You were given encouragement
While we received a warning
So i am NOT sorry
We are taught sex is a sin
But how dare you not put out?
We are told abortion is murder
But nothing is done to help through that forced pregnancy
Nothing is done to help us raise that unwanted child
A generation of women raised to believe we are meant to be seen and not heard
Are finally finding their voices
They WILL be heard
And that makes you uncomfortable
A generation wanting to focus on quality of life rather than quantity
And that makes you uncomfortable
Let me tell you, I do NOT exist to make you comfortable
In the process of teaching her daughter to defend herself
Mama raised me to raise hell
You being uncomfortable
Just tells me I'm doing my job
- Author: Sam (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 10th, 2022 15:15
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 20
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