I’ve talked about hate, but now I want to explore fear.
It holds a grip on this nation
Its hold is so dear
Its clutch is so cold, this vice is so strong
The fear-dipped, xenophobic misogyny is
Simply
Just
Wrong
If you’re reading this now, thank a teacher for it
But first, thank your mother, for she bore YOU.
A gift.
Women are grossly taken for granted, me thinks
It’s not just an inkling or feeling;
I know this as fact, and this truth has sent this nation reeling
I am not, nor was I before, nor could I ever be a woman
But, for the sake of those I love, allow me to be your vessel.
Allow me to be your voice, as I shout from the highest hill
This nation has never truly loved women
And it fears us all… still
Imagine a man, telling me who I can and can’t be
As if he could walk in my shoes
Or see what I see.
If this joke weren’t so evil, it’d be laughable to me
Because we’re only called upon when it’s convenient
But stowed away, pejoratively
Token moms and trophy wives
Bear children, not arms
It took years before you realized
We would die to protect this nation of ours
Centuries before you considered at length
How love and compassion aren’t weakness, but strength
It’s through our love we defend our children, from birth
There’s no love like a mother’s love that exists on this earth
But your goal, it would seem is to remove our free will
You feared our power back then,
You fear our power now, still
Imagine a blind man believing he has the gumption to dictate what
What others can and can’t see
This nonsensical vignette illustrates how far this country has fallen
So conspicuously.
Everyone else is laughing
We’re the butt of the joke
I pray our children see sense
And correct this fallacy
They’re our only hope.
