Don't Tell Me to Smile

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: September 01, 2018

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Don’t tell me to smile

As if I owe you something

Like it’s my duty in life to stroke your ego and to make you feel good.

You gaze at me like a lion does its prey

And consider that approachable.

As boys you pull on our hair

And as men you pull on our clothes.

Where did you learn such savage behavior? Why do you think that this is acceptable?

Oh yes!

I forget,  boys will be boys!

But what happens when these boys turn into men?

We spend our girlish lives being harassed.

And it’s funny to you.

It’s all fun and games til you try to turn a traumatized woman into your wife.

But we’re the crazy ones, right?

We hear it all the time.

“Why y’all females always be so mad?”

You did this!!

Your fathers and uncles and brothers and friends did this!!

You failed to protect your sisters and your daughters

You relished in your perverted locker room talk which manifested into action!

Praised for your swagger and your game

But, you’re not the only ones playing

Where were you when your brothers laid unholy hands on our sacred places?

They smeared their manhood all over our innocence.

You mistake our kindness for a free pass to say and do as you please.

Give you an inch and you take a mile

But I should smile?

So, no more courtesy.

The time for niceties is long gone.

You had your chance !

But you foolishly threw it away along with our dignity.

So, don’t cross the street to say “Hey!”

Snap your fingers and say “Come here girl!”

I cringe as you walk by.

Please do not come near!

Don’t compliment me on my outfit.

Don’t reach out to caress my hair.

Don’t tell me I’m beautiful.

I am more than well aware.

But most importantly, don't tell me to smile.

 


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