A Woman Scorned

I’ll show you what a woman scorned looks like 

You strike me, I’ll bite back 

You push me into a corner, I’ll force my way forward

I will not be distilled 

I will not be dumbed down

If you start a fight, I will finish it 

And it is you who will fall

Not me

If a woman is scorned, expect her to roar

Years of oppression 

Layers of subjugation

It takes its toll 

And women will take no more

We shall rise up

Pick your ego from the floor and run

For a woman scorned

Is a woman with claws