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TODAY’S WOMAN
Today’s woman is not a woman.
She’s a man
Who steps across my threshold by lure:
Who beguiles me into servile reticence
With the subtlety
Of a bloodless coup d’état.
She’s not like mama
Who bows with snow-white hair
To scrub the kitchen floor,
Who knows the right place
For the kettle and the pan
After each and every use,
Who still understands
The language of the suckling
That clutches up
At hay-dry breasts,
In whose charms and grace
Father still basks blessedly,
Whose gentle love
Gets the lion to crawl,
Whose kindness
We and the world trumpet
Upon mountain tops.
Today’s woman is not a woman.
She’s a man
Who hides granite balls
Under furry hide,
Who is more erudite than me,
And has become wiser also.
No wonder
She no longer
Stirs my balls,
Neither my brains.
But how could she?
She’s a man
Who does not cry tears
That melt the heart.
She’s a man
Full of bones and nerves.
Femnists
No more wife ane mistresses dats. Gone, now you neef to make a mint and nit mind eashing clothes because she will be making a mint. Equality - not a hard conceo for soft gonads. Here you's find tins if moma girls. The women are in the boardroom Shaping the future. The world is changing and will change more.
Good write
I lament feminism's effects on society. I wish I could meet a woman like my mother.
Thanks very much for your
Thanks very much for your comments. I believethe effects are there and will grow worse.