Not A Label… Poem, Prose Or Thesis Poem by kwane Lamb

Go out and get a name for…you…
Yes! Feminist if you must…
But a name of your own…

It's not a label…it's freedom for you…
Your will…your perspective…
Your personal therapy…

Men fine you(Ooo…Ahhh)
When you act(Ooo..Ahhh)
But a MAN…fines you Ooo..Ahh
When you show him Oooo..Ahh

Not a label but a feminist for sure…
That is the Oooo and the Ahhh is allowing…
Him to fly…invited of course…ha..ha…
A certain kind of mind for you…

That certain kind of woman…
Not a label…just free will…
And empowerment of steel…

That is what a mom is…
The sun holds nothing new…
But you as woman do…
God bless Amerika…
My home sweet home…

Not a label…born to a Willie lynch stable…
But did not silence Mom's Mable…
Still can't say what need to said…
Females put it into dreads…

Walking tall…and being free…was about being …YOU
Not a label…But the queen of the queen of the day…
Before the day …Woman was born…
You do not have to be top-less
To be law-less…
A free minded woman is top-less in mind
And law-less with time…
Her respect is now…before you wake…

Not a label…but a fact…
Her word is law…
Re-move your paw…

No means, no…not yes…
And those things you call gold
Don't make you bold…
But me cold…

The game is getting…old..
I…AM…YOUR…QUEEN…
BOW…wow…I'm in your view…
Move aside…coming thought …