Une Femme Ii Poem by Lama Mando

Noli me tanger, for Caeser's I am'
This sentence must've been buried
Along with Sir Thomas Wyatt
Damn language when it does
Attempt to make us a property
Or annihilate our identity
A million no, I'll say
I've been shouting my head off
And I will always do
I am feminist
I am biased
I am anti-men
I give my gender full support,
Speak up for my kind,
Fight for their rights,
Charge their morale
And kindle freedom in their spirits
I am praised and glorified
Amongst my peers
My words are their bible
Yet none of them is religious
They pretend to fight
Yet none fully act
Whom am I fooling?
Myself or my gender
I am alone in the battle field
Where I iron-whip men's honour
But I am afraid that I might regret
I might be another' lost cause'
Thence, I'll look back in pity
For my waste
I'll be another
'Female'
In need to belong
To love and be loved
I'll be forced
To step down
Shatter my beliefs
And sail them down the river.
I'll lower my voice
And whisper,
Noli me tanger, '
For Caeser's I am'
I won't dare to feel ashamed
I won't be humiliated
Nor will I feel suffocated
By the apostrophe 's'
Rather,
I'll be proud
To be attached
To Caeser's name
And full of hope
To have his surname