Our Gender Revolution
Today:
Sleep, wake, fight, repeat.
It’s all we ever do.
Rest, rowse, run, restart.
Neverending…
Neverending…
Each day is new.
Each day is ours.
Each day; every day we are doing the same.
It’s all we ever do.
Don’t you think?
We are the same,
yet we are wholly different.
These ‘differences’ of ours,
should not be the reason
behind judgment.
Now’s the time
Now’s the day
Me and You.
You and Me.
side by side,
Standing for what’s really there
Marching to the end and,
forever more.
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