Phoenix rising

They spit fire at us with gasoline surrounding our feet. Trying to light us up and burn us to the ground. Don't speak like that, dont stand up for yourself like that, dont wear that they say with hatred in their eyes and cold breezes running through their hearts. You asked for it they tell the girl who was raped while wearing a full body suit. It was in your eyes they say. Somewhere along this path we become the weak ones, the ones asking for hatred, to be scarred and broken form within. Women are dying everywhere but they are still alive, dying on the inside, shattered and damaged. We shout for justice with lungs that only produce a whisper. When will they hear us? When will our small roars be loud enough? We shout in the faces of men who created similar sins so they could care less. Our voices are silenced but our hearts are not. This world was built by hands of monsters who take what wasn't given to them and run free. Women all over the world are tired of feeling oppressed we seek liberation, finally its not from the heart of a man, as men are the oppressors. We seek liberation for what men define us as because we didn't ask for it. We will speak like that, we will stand up for our-self just like that, and we will wear whatever the hell we want because hatred was the fire we were built upon and it stopped burning long ago. -M.D.L