My Equal Poem by Randy McClave

She says that she is my equal
I tell her that she is not!
When I have to piss I am standing
Whereas she has to always sit or squat.
We are not equal or identical or the same,
Just look at our faces and at each other's body frame.

She says that she is my equal
I tell her that's not true anymore,
When I have sex, women call me a stud
Whereas they will call her a slut or a whore.
They might even call me a gigolo or sleazy,
But, she will be called cheap and easy.

She says that she is my equal
As she waddles around the house pregnant,
She will carry a child nine months full term
While I carry a rod and rifle to fish and hunt.
And she will also give milk from her breast!
We are equal you say? Don't you jest.

She says that she is my equal
But, in any war has she ever entered or fought,
It will be me and not her that will be drafted
In wars women are never forced or sought.
They will sit at home and they will pray and cry,
Where we men will fight for them, and pray and die.

She says that she is my equal
As together down the street we will walk,
Wearing her push-up bra and a very short skirt
Every person looks at her with a gawk.
She spends hours preparing herself for just one date,
While I am ready in minutes at my slowest rate.

She says that she is my equal
Where inside her body she carries eggs and I have seeds,
And every month I will always stay the same
But, her mood changes and she also bleeds.
And every day with a woman, it is either fear or a laugh
I don't know if she is my friend, or is she a sociopath

She says that she is my equal
I say look at yourself, and that she is not true at all,
She is created to be a cheerleader
And not designed to play football.
She is seen as emotional, high maintenance and nice
Where I am the opposite, I can be bought at any price

She says that she is my equal
Before she screams from breaking her nail,
We are two different machines and strategies
We are even named different, she is a female and I am a male.
We will never be balanced or alike upon this earth,
That was already decided for us before our birth.

Randy L. McClave