A Negligent Endeavor Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

There's no moving some men, they are all into themselves,
tending their egos and not caring much about anyone else.

Sounds of songs reverberate in minds of many women who are
frustrated with life and the way they are treated at times.

Being made to feel as if they are property, a slave and
nothing more.

Living an existence that seems to have no purpose on earth,
some men seem to prefer it, yet woman have other ideas.