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Archaic ignorance fans the flames

I’m at the door, you deny me again

What must I bend?

How must I break?

Your patriarchal tax

My pound of flesh

The countless times

A gauntlet thrown

Slapped back in place and

Forced to eat your words

I’ll beat you every time

Every last fucking time

I will beat you every time

You won’t extinguish me

I‘ll fight to reclaim what is mine

My chance to be

Fill the pine with nails

Tear my escape

Choke on your foul condescension

In not with