Me Too

Sun, 12/17/2017 - 00:26 -- T_C

Oh, I'm screaming, screaming, screaming

And I feel it as my soul is teeming with this

Fear, this pain, this anger steaming

From my mind and my body where you touched me

Because you decided that you were king over me

But look at me

 

Look at me. Look at me. Look at me!

Why did you think this could be okay

When it's so clear to see that this isn't

Okay, not okay, this is what I say

I say no more because this body 

Belongs to she, not he, not you

 

No, this body belongs not to you

You can't do this to who you wish

Because it's not you who gets to screw over

Whosoever you wish, sir

So screw you, sir

Do you hear me?

 

Screw you, sir. You're not a man, not a man

You're a boy sans any education

But you need to learn what to ban 

From your mind and from your fingers

Because from you I ran

But no more

 

No more, I swear, no more

Because I am sick and sore 

From the groping and this sexist lore

I'm here, ready to roar with so much more in store

I am not an animal, a boar, a whore

I am no harlott

 

I won't bow, bow, bow

My back how you want 

Because I am a woman, not a cow

And I vow to endow myself

And every person that does me wrong

With what that brow deserves

 

Because No One Deserves This

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world

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