Women
When you're a woman they want you to wear more and say less,
But what the does it matter to you how I choose to dress?
Women did not fight for freedom just to remain repressed
And my clothing did not ask you to tell me that by God I'm blessed.
Yet somehow your purity culture dominates
And perverts hide behind your honest faith
Because when you close your eyes and bow your heads
A lot goes unnoticed like your leaders sleeping in minors' beds.
Tell me I'm wrong! I know you will.
You'll even rewrite the DSM to insist that I'm mentally ill.
You may think you're innacting change from your office, but remember who warms your bed at night.
Do you recall the history of poison? Women have always known how to fight.
If you force us to be homemakers again, we will not be afraid
Because we've got you by the balls and are filled with feminine rage.
The heirarchy starts at home, or have you forgotten?
We make you feel like manly men, even if your fruit is rotten.
Why? Because we have intellect and self respect,
And we all know that to satiate a man you keep his ego fed.
You're waging wars that will end relatively quickly from various I'll preparations,
But Women are the future; teachers of the next generations.
So try me, and you'll die you see.
I have no problem taking advantage of your shorter life expectancy!
You'll call this misandry, misogyny, conspiracy and blasphemey.
Anything to demonize the intent of my free speech.
I stand with Women. We are rich in color, trans, masculine, feminine, sisters, mothers, and childless by choice.
No matter the kind of woman we are, we stand together and raise our voice!
So take your cishet laws, capatilist paws, off of a woman's body!
And be afraid because we will stop at nothing, knowing we deserve autonomy.
Copyright © FJ Cartier | Year Posted 2025
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