Born to greatness.
Lost for words as I try to compose,
like the greats before me.
An ode of purpose.
Alongside me will they ever be, or me
alongside them.
Striving to be a creator of positive terms as these beats and words churn within me like butter.
Viscous. Velvety.
The only thing to do with this dairy delight is to spread it,
upon the bread of female stance.
See at a glance,
"this is a man's world" but what would there really be "without a woman, or a girl"?
The bread is the earth,
and the butter is the word of a woman, loud, proud.
Baring breast to show patronage to the sufferage.
Still no equal pay to this day?
No longer will we spread our thighs on beds of lies,
and be penetrated by anyone we do not choose, and we will not lose the battle against the rape of our rights.
Fuck amenity, etiquette, delicate approaches,
while his law encroaches our homes and careers, born of his own insecurities, fears.
Women died.
For our presence to be seen and heard.
For us to never be deterred by the misogynistic ways.
If I was bred in those days,
would I?
Throw myself under a horse, of course i would want to speak out.
No doubt, but could I?
Cobbled streets, smog, a fog of vast influence, stood upon a soap box.
Can a white rabbit out smart a sly fox?
Apparently!
Thus this courage we inherit.
As women we bear the weight of oppression heavy,
like the cross of Jesus, so please believe us when we say,
we will not let today or tomorrow pass without recognition of the fact,
that our voice is equal.
We are the sequel to generations of liberation.
The colossal force of feminism.
Them sisters, like me,like you.
Blueprinted a grand stage for us to express
our love, our rage, on mic or page.
So remember this.
YOU ARE BORN TO GREATNESS.
Fkx
Sun 26th Jun 2011 09:45
Inspiring, empowering, and sets in perspective the essence of life and living. The images are very effective and moving.