Tempest

Give me my right

Give me my heart

I am no slave

Neither a machine to be taken apart

But the glycerine face wash

hides my testosterones

They threaten me by saying that

no one will touch my lawn

"Oh, the hair on the face!"

And the gears of this race

have thick roots &

both snatch my freedom and space

"Mix smooth skin with a silent tongue,

To have a flawless lady -

these are the ingredients.

Mix them well

& shake her good,

cover her body

but imagine her nude.

Do not shake too much!

She may lose her virginity.

She needs to show that blood

when a man signs her

as a treaty.

He will expect her

to stay inside.

While watching other

naked women

so his weaknesses,

he can hide.

Trust me, he tried.

'NO' to giant hips

but we want plump lips.

Keep them shut,

even when you take a sip."

Oh, my world!?!

you love me so dearly

I see your love on face creams

oh and ever so clearly

Have fun with me &

with those on your screen

We know how to play, baby

No, now you won't get to preen.

How powerless can you possibly be?

To base your dullness on my skin and scratchy knees?

How weak is your so-called masculinity?

Which thrives on my majestic hairy face.

You can't survive on your own.

But, yes, do expect me to blow,

I know how to put up a good show

You call every woman my foe?

Observe,

they will help me uproot this door

each of us comes with our own unique roar

Your ugly invisible pride is a horror story

said to children as folklore

Know my name,

My power shakes

the deepest ocean trench

to its very core.

~ Aazka

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