I opened this tiny treasury
And poured forth those things
Forbidden to me for so long:

The simple choosing of the coffee cup
In my favourite colour and
A Favorite Color that no one chose for me
And buying the box of condoms
Because you have power over your own sexuality
And eating chocolate because you're hungry for it

Damn near breaking your teeth on rocks, on salt, on chewing gum and the barrels of pistols

No one can hold you down now
And everyone can hear your screams.