Click to read my short story - Walker's Will
And here is the lyric poem below. It's written in a Shakespearean sonnet form. Sorry, I was in an extreme "girl power" mood when I wrote it. It's a little harsh.
Sorry to any guys reading this. I know you aren't all like this.
Dear Bigot
If I could give you one thing back
today
It would be the guilt that you
made me feel.
I couldn’t say what I wanted to
say
For fear of making a feminist
spiel.
At the time, I didn’t hate you for
this.
It was crucial for me to make that
change.
I fell in a misogynist abyss
That only wanted my brain
rearranged.
But then one day, I was liberated
Never to return to that awful
place
Where women were forever agitated.
You thought I was no good, but
here’s a taste
Of what you are missing, and it’s
no lie
It is a chauvinist whom I must
defy.
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