If it wasn't for my fair looks Would I ever have known The pleasures of Being harassed on street And not just by strangers
If it wasn't for my *** Would I ever have known The infinite degradation Of the female body And all that comes with it
If I wasn't able to push An infant through the birthcanal How would I ever have known How weak the fairer *** is Was it not Freud himself Who said that women were Built to sit
Yes Freud that's what wide hips are for.
If it wasn't for all the silenced voices Of the women before me How would I have known To simply accept being Labeled "weird" For having an opinion And something to say
If it wasn't for the constant threat Of being rendered speechless Powerless How would I have known Not to make eye contact While speaking to people
If it wasn't for my gender... I mean your gender And all it's glorious wars Massacres and genocides How would I have known my place
Now gents don't take it personally, this is a targeted poem.