No Means No
Beneath the soft or glaring light,
A simple word stands clear and strong,
To mark the line of right and wrong.
When passion breathes or tempers rise,
Look deeply in a woman’s eyes,
And if she speaks the word of clear intent,
Remember love demands consent.
When she says no, it isn’t play;
It isn’t "maybe" in a way.
It isn't a challenge to persuade,
Nor part of some game to be played.
"No" is a wall, a boundary line,
A declaration firm, divine.
It means to stop, to step away,
And let her carry on her day.
A real man acts with honor, grace,
And dignity within his space.
He knows his strength is not meant for control,
Coercion, or a selfish goal.
Immature scum will push and plead,
Driven by reckless, blind, and selfish greed,
Ignoring tears and quiet doubt,
And casting decency right out.



















