She’s Someone

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Image borrowed from A Girl’s Guide To Taking Over The World.

She’s someone. Your sister, mother, daughter, yes. But more than that – she’s someone. She has a line deep in her bones that takes you back through time. And she doesn’t belong to, or with … she’s someone.

You can carve her up, invade – but she’s someone. You can lift your virgins and trample your whores. But she’s someone. She has a name that is not yours to dissemble … she’s someone.

You can call her a gift then give it away. But she’s someone. You can mine for her diamonds then disgust at their shine. You can trade her and blame her but let me remind … she’s someone.

She. Is. Someone. On every continent you raise your flag – she’s someone. Underneath your gaze and your book she is someone. When you shout her down she is someone. When you order her body with gavels and clocks … she’s someone.

Revered.

Desired.

Punished.

Reviled.

You have too long called her mine. When she’s someone. This woman who doesn’t belong to, or with. Though history will seldom ask of her name (this woman, this girl) – let me remind …

she’s someone.

Balloon Girl, Red Heart by Banksy
The Girl with the Red Balloon – Banksy
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