First time I watched this, it nearly brought tears to my eyes in so many ways. It’s hilarious and oh so true. For that I will always love rewatching it now. Except that with a touchy relationship with my own father I can’t help but regret what I don’t quite have. However, I do happen to have it with my brother, this would be his type of lines.
This one is for those without a different setting, that live in their world and only want that. What others want for them, for females, in irrelevant and this spoken word poet is amazing at getting that message of feminism and being your own self better than most I’ve seen. This poem of hers is one I watch again and again. I’m also sure Harry Potter fans will appreciate it.
This post was inspired by The Daily Post Word Prompt Underestimate
The video version of this can be found on Youtube:
Listen to my voice loud and clear
I have a small message for you to hear
I feel very tired, of this one constant thing
On and on again, it is everyone’s focus
And thus, no choice, it must be mine.
This focus, nonstop and loud?
Now let me emphasize that one little word.
My. As in mine, not yours, so why is it your focus.
But the society around me won’t let it go.
They hold onto something that is not theirs
And slowly but surely, everyone believes
It’s not mine either.
Hands I draw henna designs on in boredom.
Legs that push me harder and faster on the ice.
Hair I love playing with and changing.
A face I make lovely smiles with.
None of it is mine.
Does this make sense?
No, not really
They cannot force me into the object of their possession.
I am not something to be played with.
Not something for them to poke and prod at.
Because all I ever hear.
Don’t where that it’s inappropriate.
Those shorts are too short, your legs too big.
You should eat better, you’ll gain weight.
Shut up! Is what I have to say.
Inappropriate? So what, some boob shows, I happen to have boobs
Too short, too big? I feel pretty, that’s all I need.
Weight? Too fucking bad, I like food.
It is time to stop putting me down.
Putting us down.
The girls like me.
Who are told what to do, with their body.
I tell society now;
Do not underestimate us.
We will fight back.
We will throw your comments back in your face
We will not care what you want to say.
We will reclaim our bodies for what they are.
No longer objects, but ours to cherish.
They will be silenced and our voices will rise.
Until everyone knows.
We will not be objects.
Do not put us down.
Because we bite back.
And they will never
Underestimate our power again
Thank you for listening and until next time,
This one goes to the age-old complainers of being in the friend zone. First two lines sums it up perfectly.
This is something that gets to me simply for the point they make that I see all the time. Some guys seem to think that by being kind and a friend, they are obliged to something in return. Specifically, the female booty. So no, give it a fucking rest. done, so done.
A post for my fellow feminists out there. Today, a simple video. One that is not so simple. It will impact and I hope it will give you chills and make you think and leave you in silence. Even for just a moment.
CUPSI 2014: Bois Will Be Boys [Trigger Warning: Sexual Assault]
If you don’t know what slam poetry, otherwise known as spoken word poetry, is then please go look it up immediately on Youtube trust me you won’t regret it, also I’ll put a link up here eventually since I plan on doing a talk about Spoken Word.
For this post I’m finding my favourites of spoken word, most recent of course, and talking about them and leaving the links here you guys to go watch. Which you better do. Now that’s enough of me explaining, onward to the post!