They want me to be weak.


To them I am a woman rather than a human,

Whenever I show my strength,

They call me a rebel


They want me to depend on them,

They are not enough opportunities to make me compete with them


They want me to serve them,

They’ll turn the screws and lift the heavy items,

I’ll stir the soup, I’ll wash the clothes


Some are my friends some are family,

Why would you want to see me fall rather than rise


Lets talk about equity,

But lets practice patriarchy


Equal or not,

Can’t we at least respect each other


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