For the Men:
You will carry
my future child
A thousand men
Will grasp at you
While you scream for
Justice and peace.
If you show your
skin, you will pay
with your blood and
tears. If we let
one go the rest
will soon follow.
A little girl
will not be safe
we will own you
Till your last day.
Women's blood will
soon fuel my hate.
A mother's cries
We laugh at that.
You pump your legs,
and run away,
Your silent cries
ignored by all.
We hold you down
and force our love.
Even a child
will not be spared.
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 12:56 PM UTC
For the Men:
You will carry
my future child
A thousand men
Will grasp at you
While you scream for
Justice and peace.
If you show your
skin, you will pay
with your blood and
tears. If we let
one go the rest
will soon follow.
A little girl
will not be safe
we will own you
Till your last day.
Women's blood will
soon fuel my hate.
A mother's cries
We laugh at that.
You pump your legs,
and run away,
Your silent cries
ignored by all.
We hold you down
and force our love.
Even a child
will not be spared.
Part 2 of 2. Written at the age of 14 after a fellow school kid (male) walked up behind me after school in the hall (we were alone) and slapped my **** with a whistle.
