eye of the enemy: a poem

Poetry, Uncategorized 1 Minute 
 it must be nice being a man
 and being perceived as powerful
 until proven otherwise
 vs. being a woman
 and being perceived as weak
 until we pluck the eyes of our enemies
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Published by birdiefudge

My name is Birdie, and I eat no for breakfast.

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