"Being a Woman is a Funny Thing."
Being a woman is a funny thing,
Because as divine as it should be,
Not once in my life
Have I had not to feel
Like it was a disadvantage.
It comes with reluctant understandings:
I knew many would not like me,
Or think me capable.
I knew many would treat me
Like merely a thing,
Or shut me up and call me entitled,
Dramatic and self righteous
When I would speak.
I knew I would encounter times
I was the best one for the job,
And yet be seen as less than
Those who would not
Leave for nine months,
their children safe at home.
My paychecks would be missing a couple zeros,
Whoever signed them letting it slide.
I knew I would be judged
By how pretty and put together
Someone thought I was,
My makeup, or lack thereof
If I did, and if I did not.
I knew I had to live
With the burden that is the knowledge
That many women before me
Were deprived of their bodies
Their freedom and their dreams,
And still smile, and be grateful
That things are different now.
Things.
Are.
Different.
Now.
Right?
I knew my body could do wonderful things.
I also knew not to bask and revel in its pleasure
Its glory,
Its blessings.
And to always think of it less.
And to cover it up, and judge it,
And let others do the same.
I also knew there were those who thought it theirs.
But I would laugh,
Thinking it ignorant talk.
Because it’s my body,
My thoughts a bell toll saying
“Things are different now.”
Being a woman is a funny thing
Because these days
We grow up up with “Girl Power”
Etched on our shirts,
And yet, the only power I can see
Is the one they take away from me.