Commando Manifesto
**to be completely bare, openness can be a form of protection too
chicago, the block and the hood - environment controlled by masculinity
a lot of times as womyn we use our bareness, vulnerability to survive
we use our bodies, hearts on our arms to survive and be who the fuck we are**
i wear my heart on my sleeves
i don’t wear them much
chicago rips them right off of ya
so i like to get naked
now i’m a chested tube top
left my shoulders of skyscrapers open
ready for a kiss
ready for a blow
a job i can finish
Mom calls me a clever girl
said i would figure it out
taught me how to get out and be open
so i strip
gave niggas/men what they been asking for
kept plenty of blade in my tongue
might have knees that make pain or take it away
i learned my place and made it a throne
i fuck royally
turned my bed into a mauseoleum of offerings
my body is a sacrifice of my winnings
my trophies out in the open
who the fuck should i lay bare other than myself
i choose
to be commando
ready for action
ready to fight
for my land is mine
and it’s still rich
and still ours
me
and whoever i choose to be
with
for whatever reason
some call it a weak move
a vulnerable ventra card
a roadmap of all my soft spots
here is where i plant my flag
might’ve be a pitstop for niggas who needed a home too
chicago’s bosom been sagging on them for a while now
so i give mine
cook some meals
roll some blunts and fuck for free
cuz that love shit costs nowadays
ain’t much here up for profit anyway
but people find a way
use my name
try to turn me into gentrified zone
throw some good words around me
add a splash of color
give me a stage and say work
bitch
i add the work
bitch
some crack music
some real blk ruthless
grind my pretty and talk real well
deposit my dialects
spit shine th...