Doll Yoko

He waits,

She calls

Doll Yoko's name when silence falls

And grips the walls

Of her uterine lining.

Plucking syllables from flesh

She transforms women into alphabets

Spelling out the words her counterparts forget

Like femicide , rape, domestic violence

And while other list of sh*t

They told you to just get comfortable with

Cause there is no hope

In changing them, the world,

Or the fact that you were born to become a woman

And yet will die a girl.