I met a male cheuvanist pig the other day. He told me that woman have their place and it's not in higher positions. yes i was mad. Then I remembered that many women listen to that rhetoric. I wrote this poem in hopes of creating inspiration. Here's GIVE ME WINGS.


Give me wings and i will make them mine
i will soar, flying high above the line
that seperates living from being, seeing from knowing,
and hearing from listening.

i will take my wings and fly higher than the sun
higher than the moon and in fun
higher than the planets and stars.
i will go far because i want to
because i know i can



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