and so it goes… by pd lyons (re edited and re dedicated to the supreme court of merika)

In My Country

Women walk on eggshells

The way they dress is a rapist’s defence strategy

Their silence confers consent

Their bodies always up for grabs

In every way

There is no privacy especially of the womb

They may be legally and religiously sacrificed on the altar of boys-will-be-boys

They may be murdered at will

But have dubious right to self defence

They are not heard

They are not believed

They are not counted

Their labour not valued

That they are

Our mothers

Our sisters

Our daughters

Our beloved

May be conveniently ignored by law now

Legally 

They are property

of the god

of the party

the state

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re edited and re dedicated to the supreme court of merika 5.5.22 pd lyons