A woman cheered and off she went
In lycra, she rode away,
Not far into her ride The Heckler
Had something to say.
He felt it was quite alright
To sound his disapproval,
He seemed to think his thoughts
Needed our perusal.
And so it was that others shared
How The Heckler stole their power
By simply voicing his noise
They felt themselves cower.
Because his voice of menace was a threat
Their safety was compromised
Fat or thin, young or old,
All females were chastised.
Other women spoke of another threat
Oft called the wolf whistle
The Heckler ‘approves’
But this makes hackles bristle.
Try to tune it out, they say
Ignore The Heckler and his wails
Turn away and take the wind
From his over inflated sails,
But this action seems to spur him on
A demon wind it would seem
For now The Heckler curses you
Reminds you, he is supreme.
But his supremacy
Exists only in his mind
As society is changing
To leave Hecklers behind.
Take heed thou Heckler,
Your days supreme soon will be passed
And days of kindness will come
When no one is harassed.
Until then, know this Heckler,
You have no power over me,
For within me lives the strength
Of my femininity.