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Damn Right I'm Cold
There are plenty of us running around
Popping out children
Littering the ground
But I like the green lining my pocket
And hits to my womanhood
There's not much stock in it
I like the fact that I'm not defined by my kid
I like that the lack of them means my decisions
Aren't judged and controlled just cause I have children
I like not being put it my place like the olden
For now like always
Children are just healthcare issues for us
We're disregarded if no husband lifts us up
And if we try to rid ourselves of a heavy burden
We're forced into concieving and freedom is forbidden
It suddenly becomes our fault when the system fails
When we work to never move up on a successful scale
And the very men who scream life is precious and important
Ignore their bastard children and force more into existence
One starts to ponder if this madness is a means of preservation
Or just an archaic reminder that women are possessions
Incubators who for some reason present like they own a soul
How dare we?
How dare we expect to be equivalent to a man's whole?
The fault I see in us is that we have not done our work
As mother's protecting children from semen beneath our worth
From choosing like any mother in the wild would
Strongest, fastest, present with a seed surpassing 'good"
But sentiment and love for boys is the weakness we need to slay
If our children have any future, we need those men who are willing to stay
It's clear the rest will never come to put our children first
Until women band together, we will never save this world
So in the name of our collective children
I forsake anyone who tries
To climb the ladder thinking they come first in my mind
And if I so choose to have a little one of my own
I'll ensure I am ready to provide a stable home
No accidents
No control
No unwanted men I need to feed
Just like now
Instead all I need is superior seed
If he leaves
I'll be okay
If he's goes
And stays away
It won't be grave
As for my priveledge
I'll fight for women to have my choices any day.
Popping out children
Littering the ground
But I like the green lining my pocket
And hits to my womanhood
There's not much stock in it
I like the fact that I'm not defined by my kid
I like that the lack of them means my decisions
Aren't judged and controlled just cause I have children
I like not being put it my place like the olden
For now like always
Children are just healthcare issues for us
We're disregarded if no husband lifts us up
And if we try to rid ourselves of a heavy burden
We're forced into concieving and freedom is forbidden
It suddenly becomes our fault when the system fails
When we work to never move up on a successful scale
And the very men who scream life is precious and important
Ignore their bastard children and force more into existence
One starts to ponder if this madness is a means of preservation
Or just an archaic reminder that women are possessions
Incubators who for some reason present like they own a soul
How dare we?
How dare we expect to be equivalent to a man's whole?
The fault I see in us is that we have not done our work
As mother's protecting children from semen beneath our worth
From choosing like any mother in the wild would
Strongest, fastest, present with a seed surpassing 'good"
But sentiment and love for boys is the weakness we need to slay
If our children have any future, we need those men who are willing to stay
It's clear the rest will never come to put our children first
Until women band together, we will never save this world
So in the name of our collective children
I forsake anyone who tries
To climb the ladder thinking they come first in my mind
And if I so choose to have a little one of my own
I'll ensure I am ready to provide a stable home
No accidents
No control
No unwanted men I need to feed
Just like now
Instead all I need is superior seed
If he leaves
I'll be okay
If he's goes
And stays away
It won't be grave
As for my priveledge
I'll fight for women to have my choices any day.
Published 23rd Nov 2019
Author's Note
I don't care for butthurt men who refuse to acknowledge the responsibility that comes with ruling the throne. I'd say I do, but unless you're being impoverished because you couldn't just put your kid up for adoption after your spouse left or unless you are one of those unfortunate souls circulating our ever failing foster care system, I don't want to hear about your woes. We all have problems and this is an issue that affects the nation and the very future everyone on this Earth thinks they are protecting.
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23rd Nov 2019 6:34pm
DU needs more poetry like this
I come from a time when poetry
Was written upon bricks
With the tears and blood
By those who dared resist
Loved this write. Those who want to control Birth Control, are those who want to control women.
I come from a time when poetry
Was written upon bricks
With the tears and blood
By those who dared resist
Loved this write. Those who want to control Birth Control, are those who want to control women.
25th Nov 2019 2:42pm
thank you for the support, snuggle! i constantly get frustrated with the state of things. this site alleviates a lot of that frustration.
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3rd Dec 2019 9:46am
It takes a special person to work with children, you see a lot, it's why I never went into pediatrics. I don't think I could keep encountering abuse cases without eventually becoming a serial killer, I think -_-. I'm happy this touched you, I know I can be a bit abrasive :)
