What is to be a woman? Don’t stereotype your reply. I ask not what a woman should be but what it would mean for her to simply be.
There are as many ways to be a woman as there are women on this planet.
I am tired of having to explain why today is necessary. Tired of having to justify every little thing we do. Tired of hearing objections before anyone’s even stopped to listen and tired of reactions that would suggest being a feminist is the worst thing anyone can declare themselves to be.
We should all be feminists. If that is not clear enough by now, today is the day to make it crystal.
As women take to the streets
I’ll also fight with my pen
and while I’m not against men
today my mind I will speak
because too many still can’t
and there are too many I meet
who still don’t see the problem
and choose to take a back seat.
Today, and tomorrow, too
loud and clear I’ll state our case:
we are half the human race
we belong as much as you!
Freedom. I write to defend
our freedom. Our rights. Don’t tell
me I can’t, because full well
you know I can. Don’t pretend
otherwise. I can. I will.
I am. Right now! And until
it is seen as more than a trend
I’ll say it, write it, shout it. Again.
We are not the first the rules to question
the culture, traditions, the pressure of perfection.
They fought for recognition
can we now just sit by?
They set quite the example
and in their footsteps we can fly.
Courageous women, so brave
silenced from birth to the grave
For once just choose to listen
this is more than just ‘a rant’
so stop telling us we can’t.
Equality remains our destination.
You may not see the problem
won’t you open up your eyes?
The subtle, invisible
yet present) says otherwise.
Some ‘little’ things we ignore,
learnt to default to a smile,
hear your sexist talk a while…
we really must speak up more!
Degraded to second place
you just see a pretty face,
somehow always inferior.
other than that I’m like you.
Just like you. Not made for you.
You know this, I’m confident.
Bu the way, I have the balls
I have what it takes to fight
injustice. I’ll be a light
to defend what’s right. She calls.
No longer quiet. Listen.
Nothing can hold back our tongues
now we’re filling up our lungs
with pride for all the humans
who’ll join our stand. Feminists.
Yes, that’s what fans this
movement. Women. All kinds.
She. Me. Us. Girls. All of them.
Together. Equal. And men.
Fill our minds with the knowledge we’re the same.
So right now you have to choose
will you be a force for change?