Why can’t I walk down the street

Free of suggestion?

Why can’t I walk down a street

Free of suggestion?

Is my body my only trait

In the eyes of men?
I’ve got some skin

You want to look in

….

Suffer your words, suffer your eyes, suffer your hands

Suffer your interpretation of what it is

To be a Man

….

We don’t want anyone to mind us

Play the roles that they assign us

She does nothing to conceal it

He touches her because he wants to feel it

We blame her

For being there

But we are all here

We are all

Guilty

Fugazi, Suggestion (1989)