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OUR BODIES
In the land of
The dollar bill.
Women no longer
Have free will.
In the year twenty
Twenty-two.
We will not adhere
To your point of view.
Our bodies, our choice,
Our decision.
Fuck the supreme court
And the dirty politician.
You're on a mission to
Impregnate all the girls.
Careful the collision of
These two worlds.
For many eons you
Have led us astray.
We have been saving
For a rainy day.
The men who force us
To have a child.
Tread lightly the woman
Is a beast of the wild.
You want Handmaid's Tale
To become a reality.
This is human trafficking
And brutality.
We will die fighting, we will
Not live on our knees.
We are not going to allow
You to do as you please.
Turbo1904 ♥
About This Poem
Style/Type: Structured: Western
Editing Stage: Not actively editing
Comments
Ray Whitaker
2 years 11 months ago
Really like the timelines of this piece
being a poet of agitation!
Candlewitch
2 years 11 months ago
you have said it all!
Our bodies, our choice,
Our decision.
Fuck the supreme court
And the dirty politician.
always, Cat