getting hit on in the movement
*Disclaimer: This is for those men (youknowwhoyouare – even if you don’t have a clue) Believe it or not I didn’t come here to meet you holdingbackthemovement men. The dreams of a woman run in rivers and that’s what brought me. Some of these holdingbackthemovement men don’t understand when I say “I’m not interested” As in: I got a path I’m on and you’re standing in my way. Never never gonna sleep in your bed! I refuse to suffocate in your blindness. Some of these holdingbackthemovement men got some egos like Gaping Holes filled with fantasies and distortions and they let the testosterone swell until they can’t distinguish how oppressive they are. So they block our paths, distract us with endless propositions, and imagine that their self-proclaimed hero status is alluring. They bog us down and flood us, leaving us always to watch our backs while continuing our work, despite them. For those women who show interest in these holdingbackthemovement men – and who have that certain appeal Well – how thesemen line up for you! Ready to fulfill your every(sexual) wish. Eager! Still, most of us could not deign to be interested in thesemen who Block the sun Hold back the torrents of change Spell out with smug lips how our daughters’ daughters should live in oppression Shackle us while imagining they recognize freedom Stain our very lives. I want respect from my comrades, not harassment, not fantasy, not games, and not a notch I want to elevate and work with elevators, souls on their way up, on their way in the path One of my dreams is men in the movement, who the first time they saw me, saw my dreams not their own concerning me, and became TheseGreatMen …Where did they go? They were so many We still remember them and wait for their return.