Speaking Through the Madness

I can't find a method to this madness

connecting stray dots 

and calling them poetic thoughts

numb bodies with 

teeming eyes

We don't deserve this demise!

Where is the paradise?

 

Where women may speak without being suppressed

step out of the kitchen 

and not bring upset

This is madness I say

every last bit

women deserve equality

not this bullshit.

 

 

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