here's something dedicated to the poetry world, im no where near to even good in this field and also i am trying to nurture this! with which i hope you guys enjoy it out here. reviews would be appreciated. 🕊♥️
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everytime we say no
everytime we say no, it is a no; it isn't a maybe, it isn't a game we play; it isn't us thinking maybe he'll see what my eyes say; because our eyes will speak opposition, we don't refuse just to have fun; or to pull your leg, or to make you beg. we refuse because we want to.
and a no is a no even if it is said in meek voice, a no is a no because we know we have our say in the choice; a no is a no everytime we fear your presence, a no is a no, either told once or times immense; we know you want us to submit, because that's what according to your definition of a 'perfect woman's fits; but we also know what we are made for, we know we are honey for some nasty bees to lure; but are we meant to be what we know we are?
we are told to cover ourselves up, yet not being stared at seems tough; we are told to cage ourselves, because some disgusting beings to not get the needed help; yes, everyone who thinks a no is an invitation needs aid, because that dumb assumption of yours has to fade; and yes, everyone who thinks we are meant to endure pain, know that your birth in itself has gone to vain; is it only pain to suffer through which a woman you train?
stepping away is a no, not responding is a no, and it isn't any hints that we throw. looking away is a no, and that every human on earth should know; we aren't meant to be in, while there exist monsters out there that grin; we aren't meant to give up on our dreams, just because we are afraid of our own murderous screams; we are meant to fight, we are needed to revolt much to our own delight; but then why aren't we taught of being our own light?
