The child was born a female
Now her journey in life will soon begin,
As she enters into the world of the male
To prove that she is equal to all men.
She will be dressed and shown as produce
That is packaged and ready to sale,
Where she can cook, and clean, and reproduce
For any rich, and or acceptable male.
Soon she will be taught to become a wife and a mother
By her own parents and her enviroment of course,
Then one day too, she will become a grandmother
Only life for a female, with or without divorce.
She is not always treated as a citizen or a taxpayer
Sometimes not even as a human being,
In some Churches she is permitted to give a prayer
And sometimes she is just meant for the seeing.
Randy L. McClave
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