Lissette Quiñones
Arts & Entertainment Editor
You can ask her to get on her knees
But you won’t ask about her wants or her needs
You can ask her to do you many favors
But you won’t stand by her side in need of a savior
You can ask her to give one hundred percent
But you won’t consider her respects of given consent
You admire her for your personal pleasures
But you won’t consider what happens in her daily measures
You can ask her to stay by your side
But you do that to make sure that you’re satisfied
You can tell her to remove her clothes
But you criticize the women who choose to oppose
You can tell her to pucker up her lips
But you’ll advance to touch her, hands hurting her like whips
You can ask her to whisper in your ears
But you’ll ignore her words, like the previous years
You’ll give her permission to speak
But you’ll close her mouth if her words are too weak
You can tell her you admire her shape
But if she chooses to let loose, you won’t let her escape
You tell her that she can have control
But you control her, leaving her to be a prisoner of her soul
You can grant her her independence
But you’ll say that such a thing is horrendous
You tell her not to conceal her emotions
But you’ll make her passion feel closed off, never to be opened
You can provide her a broad shoulder
But you’ll ignore the beauty of your eyes’ beholder
You can give her a diamond on her finger
But you won’t vow to remove the pain that you will bring her
You can provide her a dad for her kids
But you won’t give her a choice, if she chooses to forbid
You can preach “her body, her choice”
But you judge her actions, ignoring the words of her voice
You can grant herself equal rights
But you’ll bark back at the bitches, so long as she bites
You can claim her as your lovely lover
But you won’t comfort her when she asks for cover
You can tell her she has a pure heart
But you’ll have the honors of tearing that pureness apart
And, You can tell her that she is your whole world
But you won’t appreciate how she is a Universal Girl.