I wonder what she would say, today

Trapped beyond her wallpaper

As we still get bricked

Behind walls, as if

On the wrong side of Poe

I wonder what she would say, today

At the chorus of voices

That clamor “me too”

Despite the denial

Of the world of men

I wonder what she would say, today

To see progress creeping

At a snail’s pace

Though we push and we shout

Against great resistance

I wonder what she would say, today

Trapped beyond her wallpaper

If she could hear our voices

And know that we are seeking

Our own escape –

More than objects

More than playthings

Flesh and blood

That will not be locked away

And will no longer be silenced ~ Caroline A. Slee