Don’t Tell Me

Don’t Tell Me

Don’t tell me what I can or cunt do
Don’t try to censor me with your personal bias
I am not your mouth piece and never claimed it
I don’t crave your acceptance or require it
Try stifling my speech and see what a territorial bitch I can be
Try throwing archaic values you’ve placed upon locution I feel empowered by
Sisters in solidarity is what we should be
Instead the use of one term divides us
Disagree with me and shame me down
Shame on you for censoring my language
I reclaim the noun – the verb – the word
I use it proud and loud
For I am the CUNT who takes it back and brings it to the fore
For I am the CUNT who refuses to bend to your fickle contempt
For CUNTS everywhere –
I seize and celebrate whilst waving your policing views adieu

 (C) T. Altman 2017

 

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