As Women

I accept the fold in its ravishing malicious tract to conquer me in my quest to be freely ignited upon an altar of deep reaching anti subjugation and full intent to reign treacherously at a length beyond the keen reaching eye. My hindsight is often clouded in a fogging mystic authority of what is deemed appropriate by massive egos in the form of animalistic ravagers. They are so often unwilling to take note of my authoritarian presence and see me in light of my tenuous mistrust to their blatant cowardice acts of rage. I devastate their moral principle, disrupt their timeline of satisfactory slavery, and target their misdeeds to be plastered upon every bulletin in the appropriate world, to reveal the flaws in them that make us weak. They have all the audacity to perpetuate an endless irrevocable curse upon an entire body of people and claim their tenure is un-preposterous and mandatory in its swelling viscous circumstance. We’re best fitted to belly our groans and move with the shapeshifting form that deteriorates our health whilst thoroughly bashing our pathway towards moral action and unveiling insight into the depreciation that is belted upon our shoulders and burdened upon our children. We are a mass unconquerable, unquestionable, yet in all circumstances, they have found a simple fruitful way to mind our bodies as if we had no real stake in the matter at all. Our rights have been shredded and tossed aside so easily, one would think we were always meant to dwell within the guarded house of man, decision-less, mindless, closed off, and forsaken. We would find moments where power lay throttled within our fingertips, manifesting our movement to take off with it and bring back the balance that belongs to the world. We would often catch glimpses of our heightened strength and passivity in the face of pain, the way in which we so rightfully prepare our bodies for disdain and take the crude, cruel, and vile with heavy hearts and stoic minds. We are often admonished in our conquest to discover a world in which renowned feminine beauty is delighted in and required. A world where much material melts to inexistence, where the transcendence of beauty becomes certain, and all that breathes the light of this world would feel the great warmth and power in the body of mother earth.

Yet we are quite complacent, at times malnourished from our persistent effort to free ourselves from the hold of man. We are constantly ruffling, rustling, and screaming from balconies to be unchained and unleashed upon a temperamental world of dwellers who abide by standards repeated and regulated by a master that has chaotically bound himself to hatred. We cannot stand to be intruded on by the malarky that drives arrogant representatives with heavy hands to decide upon impractical laws which dictate our sincere existence. We cannot stand in a space where repeatedly, with no end in sight, men find strength in their made up right to violate, victimize, and perpetuate violence upon mothers and daughters. We cannot stand unprovoked, lying in wait, while our rights are trampled by misguided aging sacks of wheat, while our very freedom of choice is shredded into ribbons that dance and glide upon the waves of the wind to meet the encrusted ground below. We are exalted in our effort to plead a case we never should have even had to plead. In our mellow exhaustion, we find a glimmer of hope as the passing seasons of the earth bring new tides of information, new bustling members of the planet with a decisive effort to bring forth the truth and speak for the people. Our voices will be heard. With every nail biting moment, between brief intrusions, brief climaxes that heat the moment so densely we’re not left with a breath. We shall find a choice that isn’t so disgustingly diluted with ignorance and founded instruction of what men think is right for women. The guidelines they follow to figure out women were created by men and so it seems from every point of contact, they’ve stumbled upon miscalculations and severe threats to human rights. There is no map of how to create a world, but there is empathy, regard for ALL human rights, and general kindness which comes with the development of a civilization. It seems, in an attempt to be so dominant, they’re patriarchy has come with several unavoidable flaws which bubble up all too often within the men who built the very system we’re all confined within.