To the Men Who Fear Strong Women

To the men who fear strong women, I see the way you shrink,
You call it nature, you call it law, you call it how we’re “wired to think.”
You say it’s just the way things are, the way it’s always been,
That power sits in men’s firm hands, that strong women are obscene.

You see her stand with shoulders square, with fire behind her gaze,
And something deep within your chest begins to burn and blaze.
You see her speak without a flinch, without a pause for grace,
And suddenly, the ground you rule no longer feels a safe, firm place.

You were raised on stories where the damsels waited in distress,
Where women knew their duty well – to smile, to serve, to acquiesce.
You learned to see your strength as law, to claim the highest seat,
But now you stand, confused and small, as women rise and don’t retreat.

To the men who fear strong women, I hear the names you use,
You dress them up in bitter jokes, in sneers, in words that bruise.
You call her bossy, bitch, too much, you say she lacks a heart,
You roll your eyes, you shake your head, you tear her world apart.

You call her cold when she won’t smile, too loud when she demands,
You call her angry, bitter, cruel when she won’t fold to your commands.
You laugh when she calls out the lies, you mock her when she stands,
Yet still she rises, still she walks, with steady, fearless hands.

You say she’s crazy, say she hates – you twist the truth to fit,
You call her hysterical for refusing to submit.
Yet history tells another tale, of women who stood tall,
Who shattered chains, who tore down walls, who dared to have it all.

To the men who fear strong women, what is it that you see,
When she refuses to obey, when she refuses to agree?
Do you see the world you built begin to shake upon its frame?
Do you see the lies unravel, do you feel the weight of shame?

Does it scare you that she doesn’t need the shelter you provide?
That she can carve her own success without a man beside?
Does it burn to know her body, her decisions, her own voice,
Are hers alone, to rule, to own – to shape into her choice?

Does it frighten you to know that might is not the same as right?
That women don’t exist to serve, to soften, to be quiet?
That they are made of steel and flame, not merely lace and glass?
That they will take the power back, and they won’t need to ask?

To the men who fear strong women, beware the world to come,
For gone are days of silent wives and daughters trained to run.
The queens are here, the warriors rise, the leaders walk the land,
And none will wait for kings to rule with cruel and callous hands.

Your fragile pride, your trembling grip, your castles built on sand,
Will crumble with the weight of all the truths you cannot stand.
For every girl you tried to break, a hundred more will rise,
With voices sharp as justice’s blade and fire in their eyes.

The world has changed, the tides have turned, the fear now shifts to you,
For every law, for every rule, there’s now a price that’s due.
And you may try to shout her down, to keep her in her place,
But you can’t stop the hurricane – so learn to stand with grace.

To the men who fear strong women, but dare to face the fight,
Who question what they’ve always known and start to see the light –
You were taught that power meant control, that love meant ownership,
But love is not a cage or chain – it’s something far more rich.

A strong woman is not your foe, she’s not a threat, a test,
She is an equal, fierce and bold, not someone to suppress.
If you can stand beside her strength, not tremble in her glow,
Then you will find the world expands beyond what men should know.

For strength is not in taking space, in drowning out her song,
True strength is lifting hands to build a world where all belong.
So let her rise, let her speak, let her lead and fly,
And if you stand beside her now – then you, too, will touch the sky.

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