Mudd
the days of a man
recklessly spending
his chivalry
expecting to cuddle
are wasting away
I think that they're ending
now he's a fool
with a coat covered puddle
nature gave preference
but with man's dominance
came a wonderful reverence
it's termination
isn't worth the severance
women round the world
seem to lose their voice
in the lands were the men
don't give it by choice
the women in my world
have men on their side
on the road to freedom
they're invited to ride
tragic to me
they can't seem to rejoice
it wasn't our lock
but we gave you the key
so I wish you could see
liberator, not oppressor
when you look at me
Copyright © Bob Johnson | Year Posted 2014
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