I don't want you to grow up like this,
Glass ceiling forced subservience,
I want to open every door for you to grow,

break every horizon you could know,

Inherent value, your foundation,

Kingdom centered your identity
Valued for intelligence,
Equal partners, prophets and priests.


Their putting chains on who you ought to be,
Semantic blinders, Stockholm syndrome, every husbands dream,

You'll slash through objectification,
You'll command respect, even when it's not given


Cause your soul isn't weightless,
It's tied to the rest of you,
So don't be voiceless, no we won't be voiceless.


I won't be your protector,
I will make you your own.