If My Vagina Was A Gun By Katie Heim If my vagina was a gun, you would stand for its rights. You would ride on a bus and fight all the fights. If my vagina was a gun, you would treat it with care. You wouldn’t spill all its secrets, because, well, why go there? If my vagina was a gun you’d say what it holds is private. From cold dead hands we could pry; you surely would riot. If my vagina was a gun its rights would all be protected. No matter the body count or the children affected. If my vagina was a gun I could bypass security. Concealed carry laws would ensure I had purity. If my vagina was a gun, I wouldn’t have to beg you. I could hunt this great land and do all the things that men do. But my vagina’s not a gun. It’s a mightier thing. With a voice that rings true, making lawmaker’s ears ring. Vaginas aren’t delicate, they are muscular, magic. So stop messing with mine, with legislation that’s tragic. My vagina is here to demand from the source; listen to the voices of thousands or feel their full force.
Posted on: Tue, 09 Jul 2013 00:56:08 +0000
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