Not all men
Will follow too close behind
When you walk down the street
Making you discreetly look around
For another soul, another woman
Every few seconds
Not all men
Will slow down the vehicle
To match the pace of your walk
Will roll down the window
And yell, “hey beautiful, get in the car”
Not all men
Will whistle and call and stare
Like they’re undressing you
With their eyes
“If I was thirty years younger
You’d have problems”
Not all men
Will intimidate, manipulate
Change the way you walk
The way you see strangers
The way you see yourself
I am an easy target
Not all men
Will send panic like a bullet
Through your bloodstream
Rattling your bones
Making you clutch your pepper spray
As if it is the difference
Between life and death
Not all men
Will force you down
To take what isn’t theirs
Will steal your sanity
Just because they liked your body
Just because they wanted some
Not all men
Are dangerous
But it is the few that are
That make me fear
All men