aim for the head

Bhakti Patel ’22

you will not defeat me.
i’ll let you try
come on, i’m right in front of you, easy target practice
tip: aim for the head; my soul is bulletproof
i refuse to fall to a man like you
too pathetic to come up with a better insult than “faggot”
masculinity too fragile to be able to call his friends handsome 
i’ll steal your girlfriend before you can even throw a punch
i spent too long fighting a civil war that you cannot imagine 
to even consider you a worthy opponent
my battle scars are by my own hand; your battle scars came from a poorly picked fight in a walmart parking lot
so throw up your fists and spit your ugly words
because at the end of the day, you are a man who falls back on your archaic beliefs to justify your fear of everything different than yourself
i am sorry that my existence offends you, that you cannot pull your head out of your ass and recognize
the world has changed. 
society has shifted to make room for me and pushed you out in the process
jealous? you should be.
so come on, take out your second-amendment-guaranteed pistol and fire
and like i said: aim for the head.