I see you well, my fearless lady,
All you shall become.
For with your strength, it’s very clear
That you shan’t settle for less
You think that God has made you so
And you deserve to be
That your man at home and even beyond
Should not look down on you
For why should he deserve to speak
And you be denied thereof?
Did not your womb produce his whole;
And your bosom feed him?
And surely, didn’t you watch him grow
Scolding him when he wronged?
And you guarded him from father’s whip,
Protecting him all along.
So why, oh, why should he be loved
And you be shoved aside?
You beat him in the last exams
Surely, aren’t you smarter!
You do this well and do that well
And altogether like to romp
But why, just why, should he be seen
As preferable to you?
You write and write and speak to no end
On how unfair it is.
You come up with a principle
And call yourself by it.
For won’t that ease you of your pain
And help you in your fight?
But since God has ordained it so
What more can you now do?
I say to you, oh bashless lady
That you shan’t change a thing
Your fight, I think, all lies within
And that do you not know
So, stay away; please stay away
And do not bore me more
I see you well, all that you are
And soon will become!
As usual, your display of poetic wit is enviable.