In The March

They’re all for the right to choose
Like it is a point to prove
And being female means you have the right
To extinguish life
If it flows forth from you
And depends on what you’re giving to
The wilderness of a winter
And every fire knows the cinder
That burns on after the flames are gone
And the echoes of this are for so long
And I gave up acres just so I could say
I don’t agree with things being this way
But it’s become a moot point to speak
On what you think when your resolve is weak
And I’ve no desire to misunderstand
Or act like I’m a man
Who’s in control of the whole rote learned degree
It just seems like a blight on our history
To think that the embryonic cell
Does not contain all that will grow well
Into its teens
In sighs and ripped jeans
But when you put a full stop at the end of a sentence
You block the entrance
And ward off all visitors there
Don’t tell me that you care
About women’s rights
When you watch them take flights
And just because I don’t agree
Doesn’t mean that she is less free
Than I could ever be
There are notes scrawled on bathroom door
And flyers up and what’s more
The student’s union promotes the thing
While the opposites argue about a ring
Can we have a conversation where one side versus the other
Becomes a spectrum of lover to lover
Making heaven in the sky
It doesn’t mean they have to die
Or that you have to cede ground
Just answer when you hear the sound

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