You label exhibit A as obscene
Because her fleshy curves do not fit into the slim box that you have created
Identical for every woman to be placed in: Dolls
You write exhibit B off as inferior
Because her shade of brown is mixed too dark
And does not match the pale prototype that signifies supposed beauty in a woman: Ivory
You classify exhibit C as unwieldy
Because she will not harness her brain
And stay reined within the academic areas that you deem appropriate only for women: Cookie-cutter copies
You tag exhibit D as deformed
Because her androgyny frightens you
With its inability to give off the lilt and angles of femininity you desire in women: Mannequins
You brand exhibit E as blasphemous
Because her dream is not to mother carbon copies of you
And her choice of childlessness goes against your beliefs of a woman’s purpose: Assembly-Line
You flag exhibit F as dangerous
Because she will not submit to act in the role of the lesser sex
And her inability to exist on a level below you threatens your role as the leading man: Performers
The corridor of exhibits meanders long,
Winding far into the dark recesses of history.
Shadows cloak these forgotten warriors armed only with their bodies
Who sought individually to break each and every unwanted mold created for us – Yet the factory has not been destroyed.
We wait here… frozen… naked and bereft of life… hoping that there will be one voice loud enough to unite us to burn the concept of patriarchal stereotyping down to its very foundation and lead the mass of unwanted out into the world not as Exhibits but as Women.