i’ve got beef
sans bun and side of fries
with the followers
of the rulers
of society who say
she is JUST a woman
and thus deserving to be
that i don’t understand his Book
it must be lies
that ze and hir cannot exist
inside my fractured walls
that i will build
an empire of sand
and wonder why it falls

hypocrisy wins all the medals
as justice lags behind
staggering underneath the weight
of your prejudices
and mine
pre-programmed to self-destruct
in vicious haste
by false promises you’re led
praying out loud
to be seen by Men
no works
your faith is dead


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