Friends
What an exceptional woman
I am
to direct my own destiny
a constant battle
not with enemies but with those
who should be standing with me
friends
who still believe
that womanhood fits us
for a lower place
under the table with the dogs
fighting for scraps
of food and power
look me in the eyes
and tell me how my sex
means I cannot be trusted
with money or power
or in the car with your lover
these are the lies you’ve been fed
that they’ve made you choke down
to keep you beneath
their boot heels
let’s just agree
that they’ve been
feeding us poison
for as long as we could suck
at the breast of America.
