Poem -

Witch hunt

There going on a witch hunt and they don't care how much emotional pain it causes me to drop my underwear.

thier going on a witch hunt and they can't hear there wrong ,won't even grant me one last song.

I'm sick of attitudes that forced women to be called bitches , only one letter off witches.

Don't hunt me down , don't stirp my legs , don't do it out of concern. 

Mine is mine , some private things I don't want in the ultra bright light, no opinion makes them take notice of my legal efforts to keep my human rights . 

Take your inspection and shove it up your ass , and not gently. 
For men in coats just expect you to fall in line, and will drug your system with non move drugs, just for a power over both sides inner and outer. 

They have gone on a witch hunt , want to point inside you and palpate, fuck you in other words,  with open up attitudes.

I'm not hurting anyone, or at least I'm trying not too .
So why hurt me , why want me medically raped once more .

If you're shure I'm bad , not making anything happy ,that's okay but don't punish me. 

I'm not going to go quietly .

If I'm forced.
I'll break completely, and destroy everything in my path .

 

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