For women
Women
Their bodies ravaged
Trodden on like wildflowers
Destitute of love
Women
To be mere puppets
To dance, pose, in every way
Tears go unnoticed
Women
Mocked, taunted, and made
Smaller than anything else
What could be far worse?
Women
Believe we can change
That we are not destined to
Be men's fancy toys
Women
Try to understand
Respect will not be given
Until it is claimed
- Retrodictive -
posted by pensivehour at 12:42 AM
3 Comments:
your poem made me feel angry. with the world.
let's build a women-only utopia.
YES!
but lets preserve some males - for entertainment purposes
*evil cackle*
but in 'bent' your persona sounded like a helpless woman in love.
cannot !!!
which is why i wrote 'umbrella city', but as for the what-what-how of it, i shall explain verbally tomorrow.
zzz.
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