It’s beyond the Wang you buy,
The foundation you lay up or that you don’t. From within, a part deep inside no one can
get to but you, yes you! Like she did, oh she finally did. Say no to their validation, boxes, permission slips from society. .with her fellow she’s, they
fight. Battle cries far reaching like the Queens before them. Amina’s troop, you may call
them. Swords up in the air against
the loop of this all too familiar system since a baby’s cry
was first heard followed by “It’s a girl!” The saddest announcement, for some, an obituary
just might be preferred. Eyes open, it’s clear that she can’t be stopped, can’t be measured, no quantitative
reasoning on this one. There’re no brakes. A fast moving train, she’s furious. This is her now. Her eyes finally embrace sleep cause she’s realized that it’s her time. This is her era.
