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Queries to a career woman
You traverse the universe, head up,
Brain tall with knowledge,
Hands grained by experience;
You leave the kitchen for a while
To lead us to the mountain top,
Your social mores are uncorrupted;
But why are you not married,
my darling daughter
At the prime of your productive life?
Around you are men of means
With their bloated chauvinistic airs,
Bellowing like bulls on heat because
They want to mount you, to keep you
Under their bosoms,perhaps you'll
Experience the thrust of their phallus,
The necessary nature's gift
That bind the genders together;
But why are they not marrying you,
my darling daughter
At the prime of your productive life?
You lift the talisman of love and life
To purge the patriarchal hand that
Imprisons you in a societal cocoon,
To drown their bloated egos
With a warm embrace,
demonstrating
The feline grace inherent
In the rythm of your pace.
But why are they not marrying you,
my darling daughter
At the prime of your productive life?
We watch from dawn to dusk
The mettle in your walk,
The might of your confidence,
The sleight of your hand,
The magnanimity in
your management,
The perfect harmony
In a phenomenal woman
Born to be free!
But why are you not married
my darling daughter
At the prime of your productive life?
