X and Y
April 22, 2017

X and Y

Feminism 1 fight 7 girl power 1 strong 5 understatement 1 women rights 1

X and Y

by Manahill Naik
Why did the stars stay where they always stay?
Have not they ever rebelled?
Has the moon tried to seek another sky?
Have the seas told what they're forbidden to tell?
//
I'm kicking the cloud of dirt away,
That's summoned to hang above my head.
The cemented walls that box me inside the labyrinth of understatements,
The walls that clench my throat,
Rip my lungs,
Bury me,
Curb all the wishes I ever wish,
I'm breaking the shadowed lego house,
Brick by brick. 
//
I was chained to the tree,
They planted for us.
I stood beneathe it's inky shadow,
At night time with the street lamps off.
No human has any oxygen to spare,
What are we doing beneathe the trees, at night, being sucked of air?
//
X and Y chromosomes,
Makes all the difference that shouldn't have been.
A bit of places that have the curves and all the places that have none,
Is that why we're suffocating? 
The stars have not rebelled.
The moon stayed in its place.
The seas have been dumbfounded.
And I.
I'm kicking the clouds of dirt away.
Keep kicking the clouds of dirt away. 









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