THE FEMINIST'S PLATFORM

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I sat down with myself just yesterday and said

Now's the time to put myself out on a limb

make my own fate and try getting ahead

I decided to write myself a long and lecture filled letter

put my priorities in order and become a single handed

successful go getter

you see, before  this very hour I had an extensive and

invested interest in the act of conveniently

forgetting

this time around though I plan to change that

I hope my hasty decision I won't soon be regretting

I've already learned the intricate 'Ins and Outs' of the

tired talk show term 'compromise'

its the inequality between women and men that we of the

so called 'gentler sex ' despise

with every downfall though there is an eventual up rise

for every new idea born an old chauvinist remark

gets killed and quietly dies

over the recent months I've drastically altered some of

my short sighted points of views

certainly the majority of men today don't think of a woman as someone you either marry or just use

its to the brothers and fathers that do ,

those are the ones for which we tighten the screws

with or without your cooperation

know that we will not lose

there is no greater sincerity than that of a man

caught up in his own self concocted lie

whoever invented martyrdom

what would you bet me probably was some pathetically

gutless guy

and men still have the audacity to ask us

questions 'Ladies why?'

because we want to do more with our lives than just

get by

remember every man is just that

a mere, weak, mortal man  under his expensive three

piece suit

now ladies, isn't that mental image about as lovely

as a hairless, wet Malnamute

I know you're probably asking yourselves

now just whose horn is it you're trying to toot

Don't worry , I'm just wedding out the modern

variety of men trying to improve and preserve

the loins of those possibly bearing a better

future fruit..........

(Aug 14,1991 pm)










Author's Notes/Comments: 

was angry over being treated like some dim wit just because I am a woman and this poem was born of my ire.

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