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Equality.Equality is a word


Equality.

Equality is a word that is used too freely.

We are all supposedly equal.

But this is not true.

So I am done.

Done with the rules made by

White old men who earn more

In a month than some will ever

See in their whole life.

Done with the ignorant

Pigs who treat me like dirt

On the bottom of their shoe.

I’m tired.

Tired of being told NO and

Seeing belittling smirks

As I do my job.

Tired of the degrading laughs

And being told to go to the kitchen

To make THEM a sandwich.

How dare they look down on me

For being who I am.

I am a woman.

And they are man.

But they are not better than me.

They are not stronger than me.

We are all human.

We are all equals.

Too bad they don’t see it that way.

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