NOT GONNA LIE

NOT GONNA LIE
IF I AM TOLD TO SUFFER SUCH PAIN
THROUGHOUT MY LIFE
I’D RATHER CHOOSE TO DIE

IF I AM ASKED TO BEAR SUCH PAINS
LIKE A SHOVEL IMPALED
IN MY BACK
IN MY BRAIN
WILL JUST BE CONSTERNATION

OHH GIRL! THOSE PERIODS
AREN’T DIRTY
DIRTY IS WHAT THEY THINK
WE BOW BEFORE YOU
FOR THE PAIN YOU ENDURE

THE PAIN THAT ENSURES
CONTINUATION OF OUR EXISTENCE

WE BOW DOWN FOR WHAT
YOU GO THROUGH
EVERY MONTH
WITH A SMILE ON YOUR FACE
LIKE IT ISN’T TRUE

YET WHAT YOU EXPIRIENCE
IS PROHIBITION
FROM PLACES OF WORSHIP
WHAT YOU FACE
IS CRITICISM

FOR ALL WE CAN DO IS PLEADE
FOR WHAT WE CAN DO IS REQUEST

WHY NOT BE SENSITIVE
TO WHAT THEY SUFFER
WHY NOT BE THANKFUL
FOR WHAT THEY GIVE

BECAUSE ENDURANCE IS WHAT
LORD SHIVA IS WORSHIPED FOR
CAN’T SHE BE TREATED AS EQUAL ?

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