the men of power and their sins

Tue, 01/28/2020 - 01:20 -- genh

if a life was deemed to rights based off my ovaries, then why should the men who destroy families from overseas be the ones to take control of me? ah yes, the corrupt whose careers were formed on the normality of their broken casualties. dare i even utter the fact: men of power got their stance by deteriorating every minority known to our world’s jubilee, by causing more fatalities from simple “formalities”. and may i add that so soon as their wives’ hair dares to turn grey from the stress of being legally tied to an alcoholic drunk off power, they are quick to find someone pretty who would open their legs real wide for a night of roofies and painful sins. but so soon as little miss pretty were to transform into little miss pregnant, these politicians become the secret hand that moves the rook all the way down to the clinic they throw their money stained with debt at to attempt to destroy for the truth, the rape that “didn’t happen”, for the cells are hers as much as they are his. 

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

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