Each march a display of collective strength
shattering bars constructing cages of our own homes
Demanding permission to display inherent skill and
solve equations–to prove the answer of a pay gap false
Channeling fury from the fickle nature of their promise
of a timeless option to abort unwanted constraints
We disobeyed unjust calls to clean and cook
instead boiled up legislation to protect against abuse
Foremothers forged new bills engraved with our names
then etched signatures on ballots with manicured fingers.
Small victories ticked off until race ceased to dictate
ability to advocate for oneself in government.
Our stilettos pierced holes in the patriarchy
then patched voids from positions of power
But what victory is a right to property
when our bodies become puppets
of another