You make me ache
You wield evil in your attempt at good
This blindness infests you
If only you surrender your paralytic ways.
Don’t you yearn to fly?
To breathe air no longer stifled with oppression?
To experience your life as it was meant to be?
Unbridled and unembarrassed, and unashamed?
Step out from his asinine shadow
Remove yourself from this cocktail of disgust
Untarnish your title of womanhood
That you may carve a way for all that struggle like you.