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I woke up again
To find me on sale
My voice choked
My chest was jailed.
I have walked these iron-burning paths
Since I was a baby, with million others like me
We are blocks of rage
Every smile costs a collateral fee
You smile, you dance
And wave and nod
Maybe you can have a chance
In the world of these unmanly lords
What makes a man?
If not his crotch and his ability to make me stand?
Using the power of their useless groin
to control my bleeding loins!
“No, I can’t wear that!”
“Yes, I have to wear that.”
“Oh, that will make you fat.”
“Your hair is short, wear a hat!”
I walk these chest-burying ways
We all do, yet no one knows
That I have only two things left
Rest was burnt by my useless foes.
They couldn’t burn my love, which makes me, me
But if they don’t let me love
I’ll use my rage, which they gave me
To make them pay the fee.
I am water also, deeper than the sea
And I am a fiend of fire
Which can burn and drown
Selfishly, for my own peace.
No, I will not wear that.
And that is an ugly hat!
His face resembles a rat!
And she is beautiful if she is fat.
What does it take?
To prove yourself different from a pig?
To breathe in my name not his
To scream, “The game has always been rigged!”
Take the burning step
Forge the iron paths
Burn yourself
But enlarge the beating hearts.
Let them scream
And shout your name above theirs
Mutilate their will
Which was forced to call ‘ours’.
Every breath will burn
Every month we survive and grunt
With a blood clot smoothie in our hands
No one better than us can survive these stunts.
I know how to dance and sing
on my lovely bleeding feet
They were never there
when I ran under the scorching heat
No, I am unfazed.
I love the painful taste
Because their fire was the one
which lit me
and set me ablaze.
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