The Power Is Ours

We are half of our planet's population.

With a world wide desicion, we could stop new human creation.

We are your mothers, daughters, wives and sisters. 

Somehow our rights for our bodies doesn't belong to us, it belongs to a few suit clad misters. 

I'm sorry, dear Mr. Senator, dear Mr. Mayor

It's our bodies, we have the power. 


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