How dare me!

Oh, often I sense lonely

I grew acquainted with fiends

In nights, I fought them boldly

I used my prayers to defend 

For what is left in me 

I plan to guard it, till this life ends 

I crave someone on their knee 

Kneeling for their queen to stand 

Rule, these rebels of Feminists 

Their time is up, for that I guarantee 

They appeal we are delicate 

Aren’t the finest things 

Behind every great so-called man 

Stand while he shall stand on a knee a medalist

I to my truth am not against males 

In return, I demand for all the excellent 

        To rise hand in hand.

 

 Written by Meriem Chaabna; 03/18/18

Author's Note

I wrote this in 20 minutes.