‘Oh! Please master, I beg you to stop…’
‘Not yet! Kneel down and hold your hands together behind you!’
‘Yes master’, I obeyed,
Then and there.
Throughout my life I obeyed you.
‘Do this, do that, not that idiot but THAT!’
Whenever you made an order,
I was at your hand and your foot
But never near your heart or soul
If you had them somewhere in you.
I am not the only one,
Thousands and thousands of
Queens, courtesans, prostitutes and geishas
Obeyed before me
We are one lineage, the kindred of women
What did my sisters expect, and what did I expect
From your lineage of
Kings, princes, knights and warriors?
Appreciation, gratitude, kindness, warmth
Understanding and… Love…
What did we all get?
Criticism, despise, debasement, violation
Objectification, discrimination, rape, deceit
Cheating, hurt, bondage
Oh! There is no end to this list
So my EX-master
I want you to know
That I am leaving
Whether you like or not, whether your kindred approves or not
I am leaving since I don’t want the same fate
My sisters had before me…
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