Narrowing The Gap
my body is in chains
that my mother has given to me
I don't want to go down this road, the lane
was getting smaller
but you, are now in power
I have to pay to bleed
what?
you won't "grab her" when she bleeds?
some of us have accepted it
but all I want to do is reject it
reject you
with your small cheeto puff fingers
grabbing us by the neck
your hesitation will never linger
pushing us off the deck
appreciate us only when we strip
ripping us from our dignity and pride
grabbing us by our hips
for four years, I can't hide.
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