What If I Was A Woman? Poem by samuel nze

I am a man
And so I am expected
To walk and talk tough
With my chest
Forever quarreling with the wind.

But what if I was a woman?
Then I could easily sing
And cry without shame;
I could follow the samba's lead
And speak of my romantic
Undertones;
Dusky dealing,
Rolling frolicking lipsticked
Mouth maneuvering
With my beau.

If I were a woman
I would seduce the menfolk
With my taut nipples
And fish them out of
Their egoistic pretenses.