i’m gonna be loud
she said
i’m gonna be proud
she said
she said
she likes her men quiet
she likes her women to start a riot
she said
i’m gonna be queer
she said
i’m gonna be here
visible
not
erasable
like the last queer gender bending body you threw down the river
took the life too soon
withered
away like a
feather
i’m gonna be open
she said
i’m gonna be outspoken
she said
white men can go cry a river about reverse sexism
where’s the sense in ‘em
they pull out more cards
like reverse racism
and i’ve got more friends with the case of “its-just-the-way-it-is†ism
than
the friends who wanna start a full blown revolution
i’m gonna be loud
she said
i’m gonna be proud
she said
they tried to take my body
my spirit
but they forgot about my feisty feminist fury
rising up from the ashes
escaping midnight car crashes
maneuvering strength
the length of a football field
he told me to yield
i told him to run
we’re done
i’m gonna be someone
she said
other than a survivor
she said
i’m gonna be a thriver
she said