And this is the country
We Ameri(Kerry)cans
live in
That is taking away
Our given rightsandprivileges
And why should I not
Have the choice:
To marry who [whatgender] I want
And why should
The general(South?)Bushicans:
Make me have a baby
/living, breathing, life/
Too young
If it might wind up
Unwanted
No one but
I should be
Able to
Control -my- heart
And -my- uterus
Even if I do not live by
The rules of a(Bush's)God
-not my own-
And Mo(Bush's)rals I do not
Comprehend
And since When is a
Barelythere victory a
Man(of heaven)date
Su^por^ting
The regime that might send
The Ones I Love (and the ones I
Must protect)
To die lost in a
Point.less War
If the 49% of us apologizing to
The rest of the world
Are still able to
See with eyes unclouded
By hate
And prejudice?
I am not yet
"Old enough"
To be silenced
To have my voice
-Not- counted
Though sub>servient I am not
((Poor little female me,
Politics must be so far
Over My Head))
And it is a cry to all of the Others
[Citizens of
RedStates&BlueStates both]
Who shuddershivershake in terror
Of the Hopeful Tomorrow
We've searched for
Never. Coming.
Because of;
I tried--
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