Female 2000
Like  all the women of the earth
I  could have courted the mirror.
I  could have sipped my coffee,
  In  the comfort of my bed.
  And  on the phone could have practiced chatting,
  Heeding  neither days nor hours.
I  could have minded my beauty,
  Applied  kohlround my eyes;
  And  in the manner of a coquette,
  Roasted  my body in the sun,
  And  danced, like mermaids on the waves.
And  I could have
  Twinkled  with rubies and turquoise;
  Strutted  like a queen.
I  could’ve done nothing.
  Could  have read nothing.
  Written  nothing, cared for nothing 
  But  the limelight, fashions, and travel.
I  could’ve chosen
  Not  to reject,
  Not  to rage in anger, nor
  To  scream in the face of tragedy.
I  could’ve chosen 
  To  swallow my tears,
  To  swallow suppression.
  And  be tamed like a prisoner.
I  could’ve chosen to ignore
  The  questions of history,
  The  incriminations of self.
I  could have chosen to be spared
  The  sorrow of the downtrodden,
  The  cry of the oppressed,
  The  riot of the thousands who have died.
But  I betrayed the laws of the female
  And  chose to fight with my words.  ![]()