Women Men Blend
Here it comes again.
It's a mix undefined
where women and men are so confined.
They step too easily into roles
of mixed messages and hidden goals.
Be yourself, my grandma said
in a day when women spun and weaved thread.
This though is the century of twenty one
when images and roles are undone.
Equality you say
but we still await that day.
Women, men - the visions blend
and are we not merely souls on the mend?
Speak out, the world listens with muffled ears
and the inner turmoil reduces all to tears.
The creation of the man, the woman too
gives birth and life to all free will ensues.
Copyright © Dm Babbit | Year Posted 2017
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