Being passive is so old fashion

Aggressively I demand

That I am treated like a woman

Grab the door and yes please,

Hold my hand.

We have to value the earthly presence

Of a woman

Of naturally feminine essence

We are all so different

So ask and stop guessing

But if you’re intimidated by my energy

Not sure whether I should be insulted

Or as disgusted as I appear to be.

Because I am strong from experience and exposure

This huge divide in security men create between us

Is kinda hard to get over

Like they fear swimming in their own egos

But they so passively show it

No longer even bothered by their passes

My King has arrive &

I’m glad that it’s over.