In a world that doesn’t want women to control their bodies

I am here to make a statement

Being a she by anatomy or by living your reality

Grants you the same opportunities as those who are he

Yet those he’s get to hem and haw upon what we do with our she

 

That shit ain’t fair

 

You reserve the right to choose

 

To decide

 

if that heartbeat is actually a sign of life

When heart cells in a Petri palpitate the same way the muscle in your chest cavity does

 

To decide

 

If you want to birth trauma and have our mamas mama bring God into it

God was there when my mothers husband decided these legs divided were worth more than my purity

So throwing religion at me won’t help this

The inability to control yourself because a substance has influenced you

The fact that you can’t see me for me because subjectively I’m objectivity

Saying I was dressed provocatively and I was asking for it won’t help this

 

I was wearing jeans and a hoody

And if I wasn’t....

 

Would that validate the lack of consent?

 

Would that validate the lack of common sense?

 

Of course not.