Who Would Be A Virgin?
Who would be a virgin, if they could change time?
To be pure is a controversial crime, but being 'easy' is not?
Preachings from peers to be abstinent,
To save ourselves for when we have found our 'soulmate,'
Is that why you have been absent since we made love?
Sex is uncomplicated. The joining of two bodies into one
To form a being that lives by the sun, for tomorrow
And for every day that begins anew.
By you I am told to be "subservient" in respect to your morals
And your 'standards.' But I am not the innocent flower that becomes me
Waiting patiently to be plucked by your hands that reek of patriarchy and misogyny,
While falling deeper and deeper into your pool of infinite quicksand;
I am not Fifty Shades of Defenseless, I am Fifty Shades of Power.
As Women, we are labeled 'prudes' for being sexually unexplored,
While being slut-shamed if we are carnally stupendous in nature.
"To be or not to be that is the question, whether 'tis nobler to" accept
The brand of 'slut' or the brand of 'virgin'?
Women aspire to have an epic love, to be a 'Juliet,' a 'Guinevere,' a 'Cleopatra.'
We are told to strip down, lay down, no excuses or complaints
But the truth is I don't want to play victim to your needs,
I want to play Goddess of your heart, the Queen of your Universe,
Instead, we, women are treated like slaves to the wants of male genitalia,
All Hail the Penis! God forbid I take a breath without your permission.
But once again I ask you, dear beloved Aphrodites of the world,
Who would be a virgin, if they could change time?
To be pure is a controversial crime, but being 'easy' is not?
Preachings from peers to be abstinent,
To save ourselves for when we have found our 'soulmate,'
Is that why you have been absent since we made love?
Sex is uncomplicated. The joining of two bodies into one
To form a being that lives by the sun, for tomorrow
And for every day that begins anew.
By you I am told to be "subservient" in respect to your morals
And your 'standards.' But I am not the innocent flower that becomes me
Waiting patiently to be plucked by your hands that reek of patriarchy and misogyny,
While falling deeper and deeper into your pool of infinite quicksand;
I am not Fifty Shades of Defenseless, I am Fifty Shades of Power.
As Women, we are labeled 'prudes' for being sexually unexplored,
While being slut-shamed if we are carnally stupendous in nature.
"To be or not to be that is the question, whether 'tis nobler to" accept
The brand of 'slut' or the brand of 'virgin'?
Women aspire to have an epic love, to be a 'Juliet,' a 'Guinevere,' a 'Cleopatra.'
We are told to strip down, lay down, no excuses or complaints
But the truth is I don't want to play victim to your needs,
I want to play Goddess of your heart, the Queen of your Universe,
Instead, we, women are treated like slaves to the wants of male genitalia,
All Hail the Penis! God forbid I take a breath without your permission.
But once again I ask you, dear beloved Aphrodites of the world,
Who would be a virgin, if they could change time?
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