With each word we utter
One more loop is needled through our lips,
Willing us to submit to that tender silence.
But each time that threat
Approaches my mouth, I will scream
Out to my peers and beg
Them to carry on my voice,
Even after I have been muted.
To stand down is a crime unnatural,
And we will be unworthy of this freedom
We have fought so hard for.
Do not disappoint,
Become your own seamstress and
Learn to dethread your message from
The fallacies sewn into them in thick, deep red
Without shredding your powerful pink lips.
Do not allow us
To be collectively suppressed.
Join in solidarity
For “we have nothing to lose but our own chains.”