Freedom of dress

The fight had been won,
Almost,
The balance just about leveled,
Miniature brains slightly evolved,
The acceptance of change.
Had we been cheated?
Or simply tolerated?
Was the smile in light,
A mockery to our delight?
For the peak slid from our reach,
When they took her dignity on the street!

The disgust of it!
A crime deserving of a pit,
Six feet under.
For who dares display someone's nudity,
Publicy,
Without any remorse?
Sexual harassment,
In the pretense of misguided justice. Someone tell me,
Who are the self appointed fashion police?
Who says what is decent and what isn't?

Dress is a personal choice,
It portrays personal taste,
Individuality.

Dress is creativity,
It should be embraced,
Not limited,
To a definition of long, short, tight, exposing.......

People of primitive minds,
Get your act together,
Let women be!

Don't you see?
These African values you talk about,
Do not apply to the dress we wear,
Brought in a ship from a world a far.
Did they say if you are in Rome do as the Romans do?
If you wear a white man's cloth,
Dress as he would!

#MydressMychoice