O MY GOD,
If i meet one more incapable man with baby fever
Let your member out for countless eager beavers
Spreading unevolved seeds that are impassive.
If i see one more room filled with whites
men signing petitions for women reproductive rights
On tinder, sending sexual messages to the assistant sheer tights
Woman are the masters of their lives, our body is not on your table for fight.
For equality evolves the great nation, save me from social damnation.
we are no different than a tulip farmer protecting his field
I kneel, armed in jade shields, so that compassion might untimely yield.
O MY GOD
I lye down for you
Fetish and all Dripping in honey , an Aphrodite goddess
Perverted vision, I am an open lotus
Blooming above the water are others to take notice
For flowers are precious sacred openings of life
How dare you use the knife
to cut out her delicate limbs
Again and again partial collision.
I am judged for feminism
Equal people, equal rights , we are gods and goddess and gods and goddesses of expressionism
people breeding Heathenism
I am for progression.
Extremism in the name of
equality and femenism.