Feminism Poem by Alexandrian Ink

Feminism



This fruit from devil's table,
The wit of the non nimble
Shining like the summer peacock,
Hovering in the heart dark
To place man and woman
In the same horizon

Oh pride, oh pride, your deeds;
The equality of non equals
But light and dark can never flux
Nor parallel lines but mix,
Even if, you level the Even and the Odd
Till infinite, they will never bind.

The tail should be what it is,
The head should play its roles
And none should divert from equity
To device a gross ruin with equality;
Thus vulgarize the complex world
With this ill pigment of feminine pride.

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November 22

Wednesday, November 22, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: women
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 22 November 2017

Such an interesting write, Oduma.....

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Oduma Alex 24 November 2017

Thanks Sir

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