I had to give up on their remedies.They kept trying to make me less angry,but I refuse to surrender my rage.
Because whole kingdoms have already spentmillennia trying to keep women subdued,only to be discarded in old age.
My fury gets things done,it has saved lives, it has made the world listen where I could not speak, my anger has screamed.Think Helen of Troy when they took her freedom. Think the Rani of Jhansi leading rebellions.Think Joan of Arc leading armies on what she dreamed.
So now I love my tinderbox heart so easy to light up,all it takes is half a spark.
A woman’s anger can change the world, I know mine can and this is not a giftI will give away.
I am small and I am angry,it is how I channel my energy and I like me that way.