Freedom
My life is barbed wire
Shall I string myself along?
Suppression takes more forms
Than Playtex has bras
Am I to be dominated
By someone else’s God?
We addict ourselves
To all we hold most dear
Our loves ... Our fears ... Our hatreds
Enslavement is liberating!
Pass ME the yoke
Of freedom
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