Push, Push, Gone

How does a fish fly,
A volcano erupt,
A girl turn to woman?

Like riding a bike,
You push, push,
And you’ve gone
From that narrow path of
Deliverance.

In a civilization where women are
Virgins or
Whores
Now you are greyed─
When once you were a rainbow.

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