Someone once asked me, "are you a feminist?"
My answer had to be cautious and absolute.
Analyzing in my head why I shouldn't be,
How women shouldn't have rights, wondering why liberation be assigned to a specific gender.
Breathing in a world of utter bigotry where a woman capable of sustaining life for an epoch
Be seen as a decumbent anemic vessels
Living in subjection to a "he" on the basis of the absence of a scrotum.
Strength you see, is not of somatic fabrication or of acceleration, alacrity or brisk. Strength measures fortitude when life's hindrances and bumps surfaces.
Hence comprehending why the intensity of such bravura is half appreciated, considered inadequate and sheer is distressing.
I purely assume that as discrimination, used as a weapon of mass propaganda.
Beyond any shadow of doubt, i had an infinite answer to my friends question
Putting every detail of my thoughts into perspective,
I responded with a widely plastered smirk
"Shouldn't we all be?"
