Saturday, May 2, 2015

Annalie Buscarino: Poetry

A Note on Women (a speech)


“Omg yaaassss.”
You’re gorg.”
*heart eyes heart eyes heart eyes*
This… is Instagram.
Comments on a girl’s #SelfieSunday!
But these days,
Do any of them hold means of honesty?
Disregard the ones that do,
Understand the ones that don’t.
She knows.
She feels.
Behind that picture, concealed behind that unswaying smile is a lost girl,
Bound to the post of society.
She knows.
She feels.
Doubt
Worthlessness
Discrimination.
Women are a caged collection,
Barred from freedom to be gawked at,
Locked in cells of insecurity and envy.
She knows.
She feels.
Lower wages, just because of her sex,
Unworthy successors,
Despicable athletes.
Many assigned to a man before a school,
While the erudite shy away from exposed skin for the sake of purity.
Women can’t be brave, women can’t make important decisions.
Little girls are seen as weak.
Little girls are plucked up like play things and tossed around as a baseball would be,
Rotating and curving according to guidelines unappealing.
Smile never faltering.
She knows.
She feels.
She knows and she feels.
Strength.
Where?
Deeply implanted beneath firm films of
Friendlessness
Facades
Fiction
I know there’s a seed of
Womanhood there.
And seed of stubbornness, and of loyalty,
Specific to our lineage.
I promise you.
She knows, she feels.
Capable
Potential
Power.
You will not habituate yourselves with the crack of social order across your backs.
She knows, she feels.
Thrust your masks upon the ground and flood this world with beautiful light,
For who are we if we are not ourselves?
She knows, she feels.
Drive
Talent
Success.
Ladies! You are better than
Doubts
Mistakes
Old habits
And better than the men who scorn you.
We may be the progeny of a molded race,
But we are not their choices!
Engineers
Innovators
Champions.
She is knowing and feeling.
Strength.
The kind that makes you woman.