I've been told to bite
my tongue and usually, I would do
it for sport Because humanity and
My society told me, convinced me,
that doing so was right, but for the first time
you seemed to rename me and
did so publicly, and when the name
was bitch. I lost all sight of my temper, my vision, and who I was
for a moment. Dying in that
instant, coming back to you as what you have named me,
died again and came back again.
I told myself that I had
to slide down, slide down this
rope that you've handed me and
see where it goes, but all
I found was the great Dipper
full of words that I
wanted to say, but didn't have the voice to speak. I tossed
them up to the Stars where
the stars rejected them and
shooting stars were born.
I tried to lift Men up, but
just because the first woman
came from Men's ribs does
not mean we needed them
to learn how to speak.
Humanity let me down by
letting men like you rename
women like me bitch. So how
can I lift men up, if I as a
woman is too heavy from
carrying all the burdens men's
given me? I bit my tongue
before but I declare not anymore.
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