Equal

a day's work by lunchtime
another one by bed
her thoughts they keep running
around in her head
the world won't address her
or listen at all
to her female opinion
'tain't worth bugger all
if not for her mother
if one she has got
there'd be little comfort
when tied in a knot
by rules and conventions
invented by men
and that's not to mention
a 'good slap' now and then
so silent she wanders
through every day
in search of a foothold
for children at play
and life as an equal
at home and abroad
no wonder she's lonely
frustrated and bored
but men will be menfolk
and boys will be boys
and that's why i wonder
i don't hear a noise
when tuppence talk turns to
a fair go for she
who walks without mention
a slave to the free

for women's day
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Pinet Avatar
March 7, 2015 at 9:21 AM
Your words took stage and treated the reader to a glimpse of your imagination as your magic pen danced and brought forth such deep and proactive thoughts. Emile. #7
Hanlon Avatar
March 7, 2015 at 10:59 AM
thankyou emile you are too generous, had a quick look at some of yours and will have to go back for a long look tomorrow, til then
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