In my place

In my race, color, gender, or a presumed magnitude pronounced since the beginning of prejudice

First breath,

A mandate championed over and over to have but one class

Of human

I trespass these decrees Force now to exact my Femininity

You will see

Me bleeding out a capacity that does not ask permission

These chains that remain

This mask that suggests I will always submit to being ill defined Merely accentuate my eyes piercing into your soul, Knowing full well

I have power in my mind that is frightful

And warm

My soul has rights

I fight back

The ignorance that gave opportunity to lies

Over human existence

The virus comes for us

But I make viral

The undeniable

Escalating finally to the frank Women are equals

In rank

Holding back nothing to be both vulnerable and resistant

To impartial truths

Like a virus

Like a mask

May 2020 cleanse persistent arguments

That say

She, he, they Them

Only

Cannot be Will never

Not today

Maybe maybe maybe

I remain here

Mark my word

As I have always been

Flesh

Wisdom

An asset to the constant fight against a threat

Of forgetting

We are all humans

Being eaten alive by a universal threat

Of minimizing 1