To be a woman.
Feminisity isnt a way of life to be mocked.
We fought our way to be equals
and hope the daughters after us will be the prequels
for we worked so hard to be where we are.
yet all of this hard work has been blown into the wind.
the wind then turned into a tornado.
our behavior is judged by everything we do, people listen.
Even in our dance, the world still sees us.
Our dance went from a respectful twist to a twerk.
the Gavotte to the Grind.
Degrading women is disgraceful and those who know not what they do
should be told.
A dance should be a spin.
A twirl, A dip.
and then people question why the majority of children today are
stupid, only technology savvy, dunces.
Because we bring the bedroom to the outside world
to music that shouldn't be heard
why should we dance like this, act like this, talk like this?
Dance the way you want to, not the way men want you to.
👁 2💬 1
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (1)
Log in to leave a comment.