#poem The Man Doesn’t Want

 

 

If you’re going

To be who you’re

Not, who are you

 

Going to be?

Cat shut in

 

A closet, yowling.

Where are you

Taking that to?

 

No, the man doesn’t

Want you; the man

Doesn’t want you

 

Out in the street

Or anywhere.

 

That’s exactly what

The doesn’t want—

To see you,

You accusation

You you.

 

If you’re going

To be who you

Are, who are you

 

Going to be?

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