Wolf Whistle

The hungry eyes of those men,

The ones who drive by slowing down at my side whistling their approval through their salivating teeth,

Seeing my body as a fresh slab of meat,

Women were not made to bow down to predators in such a way,

We gave life to the very men that dismiss the fact that we have a brain,

Because what is a woman if not her body,

Well let me enlighten you,

Women are star crossed lovers,

Who fight to protect those they care for,

Who heal the wounds of those who are there for them,

Women raise children from within,

Women come in all shapes and sizes,

We are not defined by what the boy driving by heckles at our minds,

We are not the weak bodies that these men desire,

Your whistle is simply a reminder,

You cannot handle the strength we inspire.