I am not your woman
To be tied down
And locked up
To be in utter awe of you
I am not your woman
To be seen and not
Heard
To please and please
For you to fill
With yourself
No.
I am not your vessel
I am not your woman.
You are not my God,
The only truth and wisdom
To live in fear of your damnation
To take no others
As my flase idols.
I worship, not you,
But the world within myself
To nurture its growth
In spite of you
Or them
I am not your woman
I am my own
Now a woman -
But a being transcending
The bars of your laws.
Transcending the burden of Eve,
The cowardliness of Adam.
I am not your woman
I am a world
Spinning
On my own axis.
