Our Oppression is Heavy

Our oppression is heavy
As the fog placed on our minds

Our hands bound
By preverbal action that goes unnoticed

Our hearts weighed down
By the pain of others

Our souls lay broken battered and beaten
By a system that helps only those who make it

Our dreams left kneeling
Held up only by the pride we so selfishly keep

Perpetually laughing at jokes that aren’t funny
Or else face the social consequences

Our illusions of grandeur cut off like the sentences we —
Speak

Our pain made out as a figment of imagination
Because they don’t suffer

Not all men- not all men- not all men

Not all women want to bow down and submit
Submit to a world of
Period jokes- stalkers- and rapists

Pussy, bitch, sissy
Not insults to us
Insults to our femininity

Insult our gender
Laugh at our pain
Make your jokes but remember

“A woman holds a beast an angel and a madman in her”

Which one you see is up to you