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Aug 2019
As I walked beside you I realized
Oh how different our worlds would be
If I were you and you were me

Oh how different our worlds would be
I’d hold you and play with your hair
While you sang a song as some old dudes stare
Oh how different our worlds would be
You’d ask me why men act the way they do
And I’d say they’re just intimidated by you

Oh how different our worlds would be
If you’d for once feel the weight of constant judgement
If you’d for once feel the pressure of perfecting perfection
If you’d for once have to prove your position as a Person in a place where you’re viewed as an object rather than a human being with a soul

I am not a piece of land, you cannot claim my body or what I do with it
You cannot restrict me from my
Fundamental rights
You, a man, cannot strip me of my choices in birthing a child or not if you, a man, have never dealt with a period or a cramp

How can you trust me with a child but not my choice
How can you be pro life if you stop caring about these kids once you find out they’re a person of color, a member of lgbt, or anything other than white and rich

As I walked beside you I realized
Oh how different our worlds would be if I were you and you were me

Yet although I am woman that does not make me any less than a man because Under law we are equals
Written by
Leslie Castaneda
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