Fearsome

Scarier than darkness
more terrifying than light
the monsters and the demons
cannot win this fight
something more horrific than
the nightmares in your head
leading you too peril
and your deepest dread.
This chapter never ends
it’s scarier than all
all your wicked deeds
even those you’ve forgotten
lost down beneath your knees
yes, it’s scarier than all
each and one between
this monster isn’t something
you would like to meet
it is not just one
it is one of many
several dozen tons
it’s flesh not worth its pennies,
scarier than blood
and suicidal tendencies
scarier than all
all your deepest fantasies.
This is not of one
this is one of many
an enemy unnamed
throughout our longest histories
evil is in all and in every
rest of us.
You are not above
just a nightmare in the wealth and luck.

Butterflies

We all want to be
beautiful and sad
tragic little butterflies
driven quite mad.

Flying cross the boulevard
floating like a dream
desperate imitations
of what we cannot be.

Everybody wants to be a superstar
show the world how special
that they really are
everybody wants to be
beautiful and sad
depression and anxiety
the best accessory ever had.

We all want to be
beautiful and sad
tragic little butterflies
driven quite mad.

Everybody wants to be
Lana Del or Halsey
all the pretty stories but know
nothing of true suffering.

Everybody wants to be someone else
we all pretend we’re butterflies
while killing ourselves.

In plain sight

Wolf in sheep’s clothing
leading the lowly
taking right over your home
but you know no better
you just have to weather
the violence in their holy tome
if you reject it
or speak of its message
we will take more than your skull.
Allah and his text
pure love and progress
though we ignore it’s anthem-
Muslim’s can lie to the unwise outsiders
they can blamelessly murder you.
Christians are told that
man’s law comes first and
if you do break it
you then must take it
the lashes meant solely for you.
Islam it teaches
to turn nonbelievers
to take over where they make home.
Follow Sharia
no matter the heathens
your home is your faith and your law.
Islam it teaches
to respect no outsider
so you just pretend
that they are not liars
if they do love us
you’ll never know unless
they choose to protect
their new home.

Doth I protest too much?

It’s not about equality
it is not about choice.
It’s all about supremacy
of the female voice.
You won’t say we’re inferior
but keep demanding laws,
teach girls to define themselves
as prey,
turn victims out of us all.
It’s not about equality,
it’s never been about choice
you keep changing the rhetoric
have waves of thought
that don’t connect
and manipulate the voice-
you admit we’re weaker
in a physical sense
only to protect special rights
that give you more dividends.
You forget the rhetoric
tells us how to live
you keep screaming louder
like a tantrum throwing little kid.
Just say the words out loud
let the secrets out
women don’t want equality,
women don’t want equal rights
women want the dream;
the power, resources and lights-
they want to play at midnight
but keep the shadows out of sight.

Declaration of Empowerment

They say men are dominate and females submissive.

They say men are in control and females in constant terror.

They claim that females are weak, incapable, and child-like in our inability to make competent choices.

They say we are meant for the softer arenas of life, that we are physically and mentally the weaker sex.

They have forced our victim-hood and mocked our survival.

They believe they will recreate the world in their image, but they forget-creation is female.

We will not settle quietly into their narrative.

We will not allow our oppressors to dictate our truths.

No, we must rise. We must resist.

Together, we as females, must correct the wrongs acted upon us. Together, we must change the narrative.

No longer shall we sit idly by while our oppressors tell tale of our inability to fight, protect, and maintain fully actualized lives.

No longer will we allow the narrative to be sold that men are in control, that men create our stories, that we hide in fear of their violence, that still we remain silent.

We must stand together to denounce these lies and twisted truths.

We, you, are strong, capable, and ready to take back your story.

Stand now and never settle for any narrative, but strength.

We are the creators, the mothers, the teachers, the architects of the future.

Resist, remove, and rejoice my sisters knowing even in this era of uncertainty it is you who will empower the next generation.

Religion and ethnicity

Faith is not ethnicity-
though it’s a part of culture,
religion is not nationality-
though it to may add to
its order.
Religion is not ethnicity,
Jews are not a race.
A Muslim practices Islam
whether in black, white, brown
or Greek face-
yes, a Jewish person may be
from Belize but,
that doesn’t change his color
or his place of origin.
Religion is a factor
but they are not one
in the same,
as ethnicity is made up of
more components
than just
your faith.
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Kylie’s open season

Oh my my
that’s mighty fine
skin tight jeans
ass just right
looking like a gift I’ll
unwrap tonight
baby girl ain’t got the hips
but that outfit defies eyes.
Oh my my
ain’t lookin’ for a wife
party girls alright
they got that good shit
for a night.
Oh my my
all these barely dressed
females
no disrespect just details
dressing like an open split tail
everything up for sell
no shame, baby girl, just retail.
Oh my my
looking all the time
these girls dressed oh so fine
until you realise something’s
just not right
that little honey looking like a
Kardashian
like Kylie Jenner
a jail bait sentence-
why we teaching girls this lesson?
So, men like Tyga can statutory rape’em?
Oh my my
these young girls
just women on ice
dressed in nothing just candy
and vice
turn them to adults ready to play
make older men dating
rich babies okay
and all that you get is violence
and rope
feminist sexualized girls
now they reap what they sowed.

What’s my line?

Black and white
so elegant
the women from
the 50s set
a narrative we soon
forget.
Erase the ones
who got ahead
sell a victims tale
instead.
Create a system
that has fed
on the empowered
females success.
Erase them from
the narrative
for we must sell
the damsels bit.
Turn the split tales
into kids
and never speak of
how we lived
that life’s oppression
that’s all there is.

Sweet sixteen

Lolita, Lolita,
all these baby divas
just too sweet to beat’em-
bet Roman Polanski would eat’em!
All these gilded ladies
merely idol babies
even Cosmopolitan’s not that crazy-
dating older men is just so passe,
these older broads-so nasty
get’em while they young?
That’s okay?
Tyga ain’t a man!
No way.
The Weeknd is just sad.
The old way.
Kate Hudson is a drag-
so thirsty-woman robs the cradle-
it’s just another Thursday?
All the rich and young-just prey
sacrifice them up-
its so great!
Kylie Jenner’s strong?
She’s okay?
This is all alright-it’s not though.
We once protected the young,
but that times gone.
Bella Thorne is just one-
in a hundred,
another child without a youth
just exploited-
by her own accord,
but we don’t stop it
or
tell them that it’s okay
not to flaunt it-
tell them it’s okay just to want it.
The world’s gone mad
and we just watch it
no one gives a damn-
just fuck off it.

Sex work

Watch me, watch me
pay to see my flesh
give me credit cards or checks
I’ll give you VIP access.
Touch me, touch me
pay to play with these, undressed,
give me cash to gain access
my flesh a paid event.
I am who I am
don’t you dare judge me like that-
my choice, my voice, my agency
stop forcing me to forget me.
Sex workers have mind’s on knees
we can give head while we think
victims are trafficked,
prostitutes are classic,
a way to make money
with the product we packin’-
trafficking isn’t
the same as my actions.
Sex workers are workers
through and through
stop using the victims
to fuck with our truths
victims need help,
sex workers need tools.
Watch me, watch me
I’m gonna make my money
gonna flaunt my body
sell my cunt-you can’t stop me.
Touch me, touch me,
every job is dangerous
I knew the risk when I got in
those that don’t
wouldn’t be considered employees
in that sense.
Sex workers are workers
by our own fucking choice.
That’s the difference between-
those who are trafficked
who don’t have a voice
and a sex worker
who is
gainfully employed.