POLITICAL Poem: a feeble lass, by M.S. Blues

they say i am a feeble lass
i am weak to man,
i am like glass –
i would break,
compared to man,
who is concrete.

let me say, though,
i disagree, vehemently!

because i am not weak.
i am not a feeble lass.
i am not weak.

misogyny is pernicious –
it gives a false narrative,
that i intend to pop like a balloon –

because i am not weak.
i am not a feeble lass.
i am not weak.

my hand has as much dominance as a man’s,
my feet can stand just as straight as a man’s,
my lips can utter the same words as a man’s,
my intellect is as vigorous as a man’s –
because i am not weak.
i am not a feeble lass.
i am not weak.