No Thank You.

Published February 9, 2013 by largemargeuk

Do I want to be your property
with no rights to education
to vote or to own anything
and just a machine for
giving birth to sons?
No thank you.

Do I want to deny my body
wrap myself from head to
foot in some cloak of shame
and, to not do so to risk
a painful death?
No thank you.

Do I wish to live I can
play no part in making
which applies only to I, woman
where I have no right
to defence or appeal?
No thank you.

I am English, I am free
and I am born of a civilized
people. Go take your Sharia law
back to the filfthy hovels
that it crawled from.


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