The masterpiece of the prototype
The perfection of the definition
The Original from the original
A fractional distillation from the crude
You womb the masculine
Tagged ,”weaker” mere feminine
Where is thy supremacy o ye masculinity
He who is to feed being fed!
If she is “weaker” thou hath weak
If thou hath strong ,she is strong
When men faileth Deborah arose
A queen bee on a rose!
Adulteress! Adulteress!!” A scornful act
O you murderer,why the act
We tangled,we mingled now I’m single
Dumped in despair,thou disappeared
Show me an adulteress without an adulterer
Yet you held a stone ready to cast
What a prejudice and a height of injustice
In the pool of blood a night of horror
In pain bleak of gain a birth of warrior
Now he flexes his vein, her pain but vain
As she slides by his sword to her grave
She is mother
Why did you murder?
Your greed for power in Sudan
Your lust for pride in Iran
Jeopardize this special specie
A dove and a harmless SHE
If she is weaker thou hath weak
If thou hath strong she is stronger